conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Outchea with the following description: “Outchea” is a song by the american rapper Plies Featuring the atlanata rapper Kodak Black. That track was produced by Cheeze Beatz and was included on “Ain’t No Mixtape Bih 2”. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Plies]
  Bih like, like
  Bih like, really like, like
  Bih like, we like
  Really outchea though, like
  Like, really, really, like
  Like, really outchea though
  Yeah!
  [Chorus: Plies]
  Boy you know we outchea
  Really, really outchea
  Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
  Bih, we outchea
  [Verse 1: Kodak Black]
  Been jumped off the porch, boy you just now getting outchea
  All my niggas hungry, they'll murk you for a hot meal
  Really outchea, they be carjacking, call it car steal
  Pulled up in a stolo, so don't ask me how I got here
  85 Cutdog, and my motor heavy
  Boy I got a 20 wall and I ain't go to Kelly
  All this goddamn candy paint, yeah, my car is diabetic
  Can't wait 'till I get that .36, call me Jerome
   Bettis
  Outchea gettin' that damn fetty
  White girl, no not Katy Perry
  Nigga this ain't no fairytale, I'm outchea boy, you knew already
  All my people been outchea
  Ain't have no choice but to get outchea
  Better be 'bout ya money
  Ain't got no money, then you ain't' shit outchea [Chorus: Plies]
  Boy you know we outchea
  Really, really outchea
  Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
  Bih, we outchea
  [Verse 2: Plies]
  Bitch I'm out here lurkin', bih
  Bih, just like the pill man
  That liitle pussy be biting, bih
  Had me all in Breadaton
  Bitch, I wanted that Rollie, bih
  Bitch, I dropped like 80 bands
  No I can't be dancing, bih
  Bih, got toolie in my pants
  Bitch, I was in these streets, bih
  Y'all was playing freeze tag
  I ain't ever played no duck, duck, goose
  Bitch, I was outchea chasing bags
  Bitch, I was at them baby, bih
  Bitch, I wanted them 6's, bih
  Bitch, you know I been outchea
  When we was hollering "Ms. Cesar", bih
  Bitch, I'm worth a city now
  Yo little money, juvenile
  Bitch, I'm worth too much money
  Bitch, I can't even raw you now
  I'll stand over you, and I'm not talking 'bout them jeans
  When I tell you, me and my niggas, we the robbing crew [Chorus: Plies]
  Boy you know we outchea
  Really, really outchea
  Ask the city 'bout us, they gon' tell ya
  Bih, we outchea