conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Relationship with the following description: “Relationship” sees Thugger and Future croon over an instrumental reminiscent of early 2000s R&B and brag about their relationships with different women.
  This song is their second collaboration since Young Thug and Future’s beef which began in November of 2015 when producer Metro Boomin sent out  a series of tweets that stated Future started the trend of releasing multiple mixtapes per year, and that other artists should focus on dropping one good project. Young Thug, who already released multiple mixtapes that year, believed the tweets were directed at him, and sent multiple shots at Metro. Future also took to Twitter that night with a tweet that many believed was directed towards Thugger.
  Another Twitter battle took place between Thug and Future hours before the release of Future’s album EVOL. In September of 2016, Thug publicly apologized to Future, officially squashing their beef. They recently collaborated on the DJ Esco track, “Who”.
  
  This song’s production is handled by BL$$D, producer of the hit song Rolex, and Billboard Hitmakers, a production group who assisted with many of the tracks on Young Thug’s last mixtape Jeffery. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Yeah, shinin' hard 'cause we back up (Back up)
  Rose gold from your neck up 
  (
  Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin'
  )
  You know shit gon' get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)
  Pop an X pill like we Malcolm
   
  (
  Young BL$$D, boy, you saucin'
  )
  , yeah
  (
  BL$$D
  )
  [Chorus: Future]
  I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
  I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
  I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
  Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
  I know how to make the girls go crazy
  When you treat her like your number one baby
  Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
  Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
  [Verse 1: Future & 
  Young Thug
  ]
  No baby, your collection, won't stand for it
  You know you're in relationship with all us
  I get a few texts a day sayin', "It's all yours"
  I got a few states on speed dial like good drugs
  Get in your bag, uh, 
  yeah, get in your bag, uh
  Hundred new purse for a
   brat, uh
  Comin' down the street, 
  new Jag
   (Skrrt)
  Turbo bitch 'bout to drag, 
  nigga had M's 'fore ass
  Got a brand new bitch, who that?
  Rock the flooded AP, all black
  White toes, get me a tan, cocaine, killing time
  All a bitch wanna do is shine, Audemars, pick which kind
  I made you a starter, you went from a dime to a quarter
  I Chico DeBarge it, I'm leaving that loud in apartments, yeah
  Don't play with a sergeant (Ah), I'm ready to spoil it (Ah)
  She suck on my dick (Yeah), I'm hidin' in the closet (Uh)
  I'm higher than the moon, three mil' in the room
  You get silver spoon, I bought you some goons [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Shinin' hard 'cause we back up (Back up)
  Rose gold from your neck up (Yeah)
  You know shit gon' get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)
  Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
  [Chorus: Future]
  I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
  I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
  I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
  Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
  I know how to make the girls go crazy
  When you treat her like your number one baby
  Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
  Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me
  [Verse 2: Future & 
  Young Thug
  ]
  I don't do jet-skis, give me the yacht please
  I made you queen status, check out my lean status
  I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
  I put my dick inside her mouth before she left
  Yeah, I built relationships with all my bitches, yes
  I put my dick right in her mouth before she act
  I got your bitch in a backpack
  I paid extra for the crib, it got a kid shack
  I paid extra for the crib, it got a game room
  Got a penthouse in the back, it ain't my main room
  Tamika, Jo and Porsche they kept it silent
  That's the only reason I let 'em fly private [Pre-Chorus: Young Thug]
  Shinin' hard 'cause we back up (Back up)
  Rose gold from your neck up (Yeah)
  You know shit gon' get sloppy, tryna check us (Check us)
  Pop an X pill like we Malcolm, yeah, hey
  [Chorus: Future]
  I'm in a relationship with all my bitches, yeah
  I need to cut some of 'em off, I need help
  I got some bad tings, I want her to myself
  Had to take the time to cut 'em off, I need help
  I know how to make the girls go crazy
  When you treat her like your number one baby
  Put my bitches on yachts, we don't do jet-skis
  Put your ice on rocks, they need to help me