conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called 4 Lit with the following description: B.o.B leads a new version of “4 Lit,” featuring T.I. and Ty Dolla $ign. The original “4 Lit,” is a Hustle Gang collab between T.I., B.o.B, and newcomer RaRa. The production comes from 30Roc of the Ear Drummers. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  30, you a fool for this one
  [Chorus: B.o.B]
  Shit be two lit, shit be four lit
  Pick me up before six
  Gutter bitch with another bitch
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
  Two lit, shit be four lit
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
  [Verse 1: B.o.B]
  Yeah yeah, d-d-dat's the shit I like (Hey)
  I ain't got no type, I can't decide
  Girls like girls like girls, they can't deny
  Eatin' pussy with a side of wine
  No, it ain't no tellin' what we might do
  When she in a penthouse with a tight view
  Reefer got me stuck, shit, got my eyes glued
  Oh yeah, that's my girl and that's her wife too
  [Chorus: B.o.B]
  Lit, shit be four lit
  Pick me up before six
  Gutter bitch with another bitch
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit
  Two lit, shit be four lit
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Ayy, Dolla hit it, B.o.B hit
  Uh, T.I.P. hit it, TeeCee hit
  Ayy, I feel like we the new Dogg Pound
  Uh, she know Dolla gettin' money now
  Uh, I'ma pass her like Cam
  Yeah, 
  I'ma pass her like Peyton
  Ooh, I got diamonds on my neck
  I got diamonds on my rib
  Put some diamonds on my main bitch
  Uh, in the Porsche so wavy
  Put a Rollie on my lady, Dolla need a new baby
  Eh, she know Dolla stay litty
  Still ain't heard about Dolla?
  You should come to my city
  [Chorus: B.o.B, 
  Ty Dolla $ign
   & 
  T.I.
  ]
  Shit be two lit, shit be four lit (
  Yeah, yeah, yeah
  )
  Pick me up before six
  Gutter bitch with another bitch
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
   (
  Yeah
  )
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (
  Oh
  )
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (
  Ye-ye-yeah
  )
  Two lit, shit be four lit (
  Uh, okay
  )
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit (
  Sheesh
  ) [Verse 3: T.I.]
  You know we all hit' it (All hit it)
  All my niggas quick to hit and never call bitches
  Just might see my lil nigga pullin' up wit' y'all bitches
  Pick the short ones up, bend it over tall bitch
  Ayy, put that phone down and mind your fuckin' business, girl
  Ayy, put some money up if you so independent, girl
  But I'm just tryna put some diamonds in ya pendant, get your titties fixed
  Presidential suites and private jets, outside the city shit
  One thing I can't stand is a petty hoe (Petty hoe)
  Can't keep your business to yourself, don't go to tellin' folks
  'Bout where you been and how much pussy you be sellin' folk
  Don't wanna see her with a telescope, tell her go
  [Chorus: B.o.B, 
  Ty Dolla $ign
   & 
  Both
  ]
  Shit be two lit, shit be four lit 
  (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
  Pick me up before six
  Gutter bitch with another bitch
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all hit
   (
  Yeah
  )
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (
  Oh, oh
  )
  Yeah, we all with the fuck shit (
  Ye-ye-yeah
  )
  Two lit, shit be 
  four lit
   (
  Girl
  )
  We ain't trippin' 'cause we all here (
  Oh
  )
  [Outro: Ty Dolla $ign]
  Yeah, yeah
  Dolla $ign