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conversations.value: Write me a song called Trippple Cross with the following description: On “Tripple Cross”, Young Scooter, Future, and Young Thug describe their illicit activities and lavish lifestyles. Their bars are very braggadocios, as they are each very successful themselves. Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
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conversations.value: [Intro: Young Thug]
  Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
  Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
  [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
  Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
  Fuckin' with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight
  Walk in the mall and pick it up, I don't check no price
  My lil' bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
  I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
  You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I'll give you 25 racks
  How many bricks in the trunk? Bitch, don't worry 'bout that
  Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that
  Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
  If anything missin', just connect the dots
  Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
  Street Lottery,
   they waitin' on my album to drop
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
  First case we caught was off a Xan, school buses
  All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
  Level 5, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
  [Verse 2: Future]
  Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
  White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
  Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
  Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash
  Trap money comin' in, thousand bags of good gas
  Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
  Good Actavis on deck, Rolex on deck, new bitch look like a check
  15 bitches just came from England, sittin' on a Global Express
  Walkin' in Fendi, no pretendin', gotta have a lot of baguettes
  Drop top, wintertime, we can't turn down, 25 karats on my chest
  14 keys on my desk, lookin' like an Olympic
  Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it [Chorus: Young Thug]
  Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
  First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
  All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
  Level 5, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
  [Verse 3: Young Scooter]
  Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs
  Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your money back
  200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
  Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
  Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up
  Tellin' on niggas just to get their time cut
  Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
  Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
  I'm not in the industry, I'm in the streets with bricks
  In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
  Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won't make a sound
  God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around
  Street!
  [Chorus: Young Thug]
  Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
  First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
  All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
  Level 5, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah