conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Ric Flair with the following description: “Ric Flair” is the name given to a series of unreleased collaborations between Post Malone and Swae Lee; this is a solo demo by Post that leaked online on September 4, 2019. As is typical with many demos, it finds Post freestyling and mumbling as he attempts to lay down a melody.
  Multiple versions of the song were recorded in 2017, but no iteration ever saw an official release. An alternate version of the track with Swae Lee and an intro from Ric Flair leaked online on June 19, 2019. Another version that remains unleaked contains extra vocals from Swae. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Verse 1]
  Ooh, [?]
  Pull up in that Rolls Royce spillin' champa-agne
  You know I [?]
  You know I [?] and you know my name
  Keep stealin', wheelin', dealin'
  Sawed off a gun, why you [?] for us?
  You know I [?], and then we [?]
  You know [?], that's why I wanna [?]
  [Bridge]
  Uh
  *burps*
  Yeah, yeah
  [Verse 2]
  And we stylin', profilin', we wildin', yeah
  And we noticed you not all reveling, ayy
  And we stylin', profilin', lil' mama, I'm gon' wildin', ayy, ayy
  And we stylin', profilin', we, yeah
  And we styilin', profilin', keep stealin' and healin'
  [?]
  Know I went for, know I went for
  Let me know [?], please don't let me go [?]
  You know I [?] a fuck, got your bitch screamin', Ric Flair
  Got your bitch screamin' "woo", Ric Flair
  'Cause your bitch screamin' "woo", Ric Flair
  [?] bands
  Run 'em up, run 'em up, run 'em up, bands
  Let's have a look, iced out, ooh, baby
  Run that way, four-four, baby, baby, do it
  Go 'head listen up, [?] and that baby do it
  Run up on 'em, it's a [?], listen, baby do it
  When I pull out my garage, ooh, get into it
  You already know it's [?] to it
  Hit you in the back, [?] do it
  Hit you with a check, [?] do it [Bridge]
  [?]
  Now I, [?], yeah
  [Verse 3]
  Now I chop the top off that Bentley, yeah
  Now they chop the top off that Benz, yeah
  [?] no, bitch, Rollie on [?] fist
  And I'm not a pacifist, they know I'm the prophecy
  My homies ain't pacifist, they pull up and spray shit
  This ain't no baby shit, this ain't no baby shit
  Now I chop the top off that Bentley, yeah
  [?] top, they ain't failin'
  Iced out Patek, don't need no Mille
  Woo, I just might just pull up in Bentley
  Got a couple boys in my belly
  Sippin' out the four in the telly
  [?] bitch in the Tech
  Oh, nice, [?]
  [Bridge]
  Ayy, ayy
  [?]
  Hold up, ain't takin' no baby with me
  Droppin' the top, ain't no baby with me
  Rollin' around, ain't no bitch on the fade
  All the bullshit you talkin', ayy
  All that bullshit you been talkin' all day
  I pull [?] [Verse 4]
  I just might [?] in that pussy
  I'ma pull up to that [?]
  Yeah, Rollie's [?]
  My Rollie [?] bitch, ain't no man
  When I pull out the garage
  [?] chop the tops
  [?] bitch, chop the top
  [?], yeah
  Ain't that [?]
  Her pussy got me in a [?]
  [?] fourty in my [?]
  [?] fourty in my drop-top
  When I cut that pussy, then I [?]
  Then I took the five and check the [?]
  Then I took the limousine to the [?]
  Then I [?] make it drop, woo
  [Break]
  (That's fire)
  [?]
  [Verse 5]
  Say you [?] when you ridin' with me
  Say you [?] it's the ride of my life
  Said I'll take you in the 'Rari and I [?]
  If you wanna get the Audi, then we [?], baby
  Then we ride out tonight
  Ooh, then we ride out tonight
  Then I pull up in the [?], they might cop it tonight
  Then I pull out the garage, I chop the top off the ride
  When you see me in the streets, you know I'm stylin', profilin'
  When you see me [?], you know I'm stylin', profilin'
  One minute I'm up, I'ma ride on the Addies
  I'ma take ya, lil' girl, take a ride to the islands
  I might still kiss two 'cause we winnin' no money
  So no money up fallin', if it not fall