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conversations.value: Write me a song called Numb Numb Juice with the following description: “Numb Numb Juice” is the lead single to ScHoolboy Q’s fifth studio album. The track first appeared on his Instagram with a 0:51 video clip of Q in the studio, after a series of hints on all of his social media platforms. The track was officially released on March 14, 2019, on all streaming services.
  The menacing track finds Q returning to the rap game with his “coins up, bars up,” ready to hop out and shoot his opps like a “Jack-In-The-Box”—which serves as a metaphor, in that he is ready to kill it in the rap game as well.
  The single was supported by a YouTube live premiere of the music video.
  Producer DJ Fu talked about how the track came together:
  This song is crazy because, originally, it was done by Sounwave, Baby Keem, and Cardo. Top [Dawg]’s son came to the studio like ‘Hey, Fu, can you build a new beat around this?’ I did it, and then Top and them loved it, but then Q’s like, ‘Nah, Fu, I know you can do better.’ So I came to the studio and we re-did the main melody and fixed it right there. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
  I'm gon' shoot if this 30's all that I got, nigga
  [Verse 1]
  Time's up
  Got my coins up, my bars up, soon we find 'em
  We gon' slide 'em, we lined 'em, straight reclined 'em
  Pistol grip, I got all kinds of, I'm not your driver
  Shot gon' hit him, he won't answer, I'm blowin’ ganja
  So much work, they call me old school, I remind ya
  That bitch you think you got is not you, where you find her?
  She a kickstand, a big fan, I get behind her
  Then I slid it in, I win, I win, ayy
  [Refrain]
  I mean that's bitch shit
  Faking like you got it in your pockets, yeah, that's bitch shit
  Talking to them hoes, you steady gossip, yeah, 
  that's bitch shit
  Telling on your mans so you can scram, yeah, that's bitch shit
  Pull it out and acting like it jam, yeah, that's bitch shit
  Hating on another nigga come-up, yeah, that's bitch shit
  Staying in because you know it's summer, yeah that's bitch shit
  You a bitch boy, on my mama, uh
  [Verse 2]
  Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
  Got a plan, we gon' kill his man
  The gun won't jam, it's on on sight
  I might get life, that's on my life
  The .44 fire, the goal green light
  To build that price, it filled up nice
  The god won't die
  Okay, let's get it, bitch, let's get it, woo
  See no flaws, in my purest form, bitch, I'm greedy, uh
  Goyard tags, filled with hella cash, this my gimme bag
  Zeroes add, we don't do no class, nigga, nine subtract, ayy [Chorus]
  Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
  I'm gon' shoot if this 30's all that I got, nigga
  Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga
  Numb numb juice to the head, fuck up the opps, nigga
  Two-door coupe, hoppin' out like Jack-in-the-Box, nigga
  I'm gon' shoot if this 30's all that I got, nigga
  Y'all on mute, ain't no back-talk on my block, nigga
  Numb numb juice to the head, fuck up the opps, nigga
  [Outro]
  CrasH Talk, take two