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conversations.value: Write me a song called Pull Up with the following description: On “Pull Up,” Travis Scott flexes his unique lifestyle and his collection of women. The track was likely recorded in 2019, judging by the time sensitive information in his first verse. It’s unclear whether the track will end up on a future project or not due to its premature leaking.
  The leaked version of the track appeared online on October 6, 2019. It appears to be unfinished, as there are large sections of trailing instrumental and slight mumbling. There are no ad-libs or evidence that Mike Dean has taken this to finish it, meaning it is most likely for the most part unfinished. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Travis Scott]
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  [Bridge: Travis Scott]
  Hilt for the shocker
  Out the hilt, out the hilt, hilt
  Out the, off the hilt (Hilt)
  Jumping out the hilt, they been jumping
  [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  On my dick, thirty eight hoes on my dick
  Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick?
  Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks
  Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist
  If I pull up, pull up, is it lit?
  Beepin' by the gate
  I've been beepin' by the gate, I've been
  [Verse 1: Travis Scott]
  Damn all these stars on my head
  Okay, it's cool, keep this ice, keep me fresh
  Chase hit the stu' with me, somethin' I can hear
  You know I'm James in The Garden, I can't miss
  Ooh-ooh, I been through it, let me vent
  I sat back and watch 'em switch up from my side of the fence
  Old niggas makin' rules, tryna box young Scotty in
  Live and die just by two codes: love your haters; no new friends
  Find a way to let it fade from me by the sip
  Take it down 'til I feel it in my ribs
  She come right through, then I send her to the crib
  Then she know, now she know what it is, yeah [Chorus: Travis Scott]
  On my dick, thirty eight hoes on my dick
  Is it natural? Wide? Is it thick?
  Checks in my pocket and my kicks, kicks
  Took the risk, Rose-gold Patek on my wrist
  If I pull up, pull up, is it lit?
  Beepin' by the gate
  I've been beepin' by the gate, I've been
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  [Verse 2: Rick Ross]
  Ready to go my nigga?
  They call me the biggest, woo (
  M-M-M
  )
  Black Jordans out in Paris (Paris)
  A white McLaren, bad bitches out in Dallas (Dallas)
  Is my companion you lookin' for Jordan?
  [...]
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  [Verse 3: Luxury Tax 50]
  [...] beat (Straight facts)
  Since I beat up the beat, like I'm Chase B (Damn facts)
  North Side refugee, BPI-certified
  […]