conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Won’t Land with the following description: This song is on Wiz’s Burn After Rolling mixtape, his 7th.
  The sample is from Camp Lo’s “Luchini (This is It).”Expand Share Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro]
  Yeah
  Hold on, turn me up a little bit more
  Yeah, bitch
  I always wanted to do this shit
  This is it, what
  Luchini
  Nigga, yeah
  [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa]
  Fresh up off the plane
  Real niggas embrace my music and bitches go insane
  Even the kids throwing up the gang
  They don't bother pronouncing my name, they just look at my chain
  Boy, how much you spent on it?
  This ain't nothing but hard work and what you can get from it
  Ain't no toilet paper, but this smell like the shit don't it?
  Smoking chronic and drinking gin 'til we get sick stomached
  And them suckers ain't gotta like it 'cause your bitch love it
  I'mma roll it, she gonna light it
  Tell me she in desperate need of a pilot
  I told her kick her feet up
  We gonna go to my crib, soon as I roll this weed up
  Call some friends of yours and we could all have a smoke-out
  You ain't gotta hold it too long, this is rapper weed
  Couple hits is all you gonna need
  In my Versace frames, I'm blazed
  Somewhere on the island, smoking some ray
  Middle of the day, drunk dialing
  Be surprised by how high a nigga get
  I'm a different kind of fly, we ain't on the same shit, nigga [Hook]
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  (Hey Jerm, keep all that, that's great
  I'mma just run the next one, that cool?)
  [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
  No need to apologize, you should know how fly niggas do
  Only EZ-Widers
  , been done with them cigarillos, fool
  I been on the road, shopping and killing them interviews
  Heard I left a major deal, but my paper major still
  And all of them fans in love with me, 'cause I say what's real
  So I can never give a fuck how a hater feel
  But, uh, every time they send a driver for me and Will
  I call it doing my talking on the field
  At first niggas was tough, they don't wanna be gangstas now
  Traces of my flow, yeah, they copy and paste my style
  Wouldn't think I notice it, while in my hotel
  Smoking with your bitch, fool
  And this is it, what
  Relax your feet, put on some music, roll a zip up
  And we gonna smoke it 'til it's gone, ever see me cough?
  Can't speak for suckers who do because I'm G'd up
  What
  Haha! Ah [Hook]
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  Won't land, won't land
  I won't land
  [Outro]
  Yeah
  Taylor Gang, Paper Planes
  Shit you burn after you roll
  Hoes everywhere we go
  They payin' for my shows
  Model bitches and hella smoke