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conversations.value: Write me a song called Shoota (Demo) with the following description: One week prior to the release of Die Lit, a rough demo of “Shoota” was leaked. In this version, there is more Auto-Tune vocal pitch correction and Lil Uzi Vert has a second verse. In the released version it is replaced with a Carti verse.
  Despite a common misconception, the song was never named “Rocket”. That name was given by fans before the song released because they misheard this line by Uzi in the song’s snippet:
  Stackin', rackin', all hundreds I’m packin' Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Yeah
  (
  That be Maaly Raw
  )
  Now
  Now is my time
  Now is my time
  (
  That-That-That-That be Maaly Raw
  )
  [Verse 1: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Everybody rock with me because I'm up now
  Took your girl and I'ma score like I made the touchdown
  Swervin' in that Lambo', doors go up, not on a bus now
  Used to want a G-Shock, now I'm walking with a bustdown
  Pull up and I'm flooded with a iced-out watch
  Whip, it look like butter, baby, pecan drop
  Pecan drop, put that four in Sun Drop
  Stack my knots, count a lot, saw a lot
  Got them rocks, diamond rocks, whip the pot
  Suicide, 1600, that's the block
  Hit your girl, that's check-free
  She ain't used to text me
  Now she wanna caress me
  She keep tryna neck me
  I gotta tell my bestie
  Someone call my bestie
  Think I found my bestie
  Link up, make a check bleed
  You know that I'm smokin' dope, I'll be high 'til next week
  Know I had to let her go 'cause she can't arrest me [Chorus: Playboi Carti]
  Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh
  Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh
  I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah
  Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh
  Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh
  We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh
  We gon' take these boys back to school, uh
  Money on the floor just like some shoes
  [Verse 2: Lil Uzi Vert]
  Stackin', rackin', all hundreds I'm packin'
  My life, it is like a movie minus all the actin'
  Jacket, jacket, yeah, it's made of rabbit
  Diamonds on my neck and wrist, they compliment the carats
  You ain't nothin' but a mockingbird, boy, you a parrot
  Oops, yeah, my bad, that's your girl? We can share it
  Might buy her diamonds and pearls but can't marry
  She, said my D bomb like a terrorist
  He, think he on but, man, that's barely
  We, rock all white ice, look like dairy
  Keys, my red Hellcat, it sound scary
  Please, you talk shit and you get buried
  See, ain't no fuck nigga around me
  I said free my dogs from the county, yeah
  The ones on the run from the bounty, yeah
  Diamonds, they so wet, need some Bounty [Chorus: Playboi Carti]
  Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh
  Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh
  I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah
  Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh
  Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh
  We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh
  We gon' take these boys back to school, uh
  Money on the floor just like some shoes
  [Verse 3: Playboi Carti]
  Uh, money on the floor just like some shoes, yeah
  I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah
  I'ma fuck your thot, she just a swoop, hah, yeah
  And I love my goons, yeah
  And I love my tool (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
  And I love my loot (What?), yeah
  Fuck with me and you gon' lose (What?)
  Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude
  Don't talk to me, just talk to my lil' dude
  [Chorus: Playboi Carti]
  Uh, woke up with my toolie, what it do? Huh, uh
  Meet me in the alley with the troops, uh
  I got red shooters, I got blue, huh, yeah
  Let that thing down and point at you, huh, uh
  Bentley or the 'Rari, ho, let's choose, ooh
  We gon' rob the bank, bring the loot, uh, uh
  We gon' take these boys back to school, uh
  Money on the floor just like some shoes