conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Potato Salad with the following description: “Potato Salad” is a track released on AWGE’s AWGE DVD Vol. 3, which was released on July 23, 2018. The song was put on streaming services on September 28, 2018.
  On the track, we hear A$AP Rocky and Tyler, The Creator exchange bars on their successes, clothing and money.
  The track’s instrumental is drawn from “Knock Knock” by Monica, which was produced by Kanye West. In a tweet Tyler stated that he was “trying to rap on that for years. ”
  
  The track also teases a potential collaboration between the two, to be called WANG$AP. Though it is not confirmed and Tyler had said not to get our hopes up, the collaboration is still a possiblity. They previously teased their merging on “WHAT THE FUCK RIGHT NOW” and “Who Dat Boy”, respectively.
  “WHAT THE FUCK RIGHT NOW”:
  They ain’t ready for the WANG$AP, niggas!
  “Who Dat Boy”:
  WANG$AP on the bumper sticker, fuck you niggas Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Tyler, The Creator]
  Yo, now you gon' start me from the top? Listen
  Shout out Harlem, man
  Shout out A$AP Rocky, man
  AWGE in the building, man
  What's good? Is that potato salad?
  Yo, listen
  [Verse 1: Tyler, The Creator]
  Niggas give me the cold shoulder, I can speak for myself
  So I keep a high waist and alligator the belt
  And got a belt with the holster, I ain't playing games
  But got some lil' niggas who would do it so I pass the controller
  You get pressed and X out, tri-angle your nose
  Pause your life if you squares try to mess with my O's, whoa
  So cut the crap like shit barbers
  'Cause we really with the beef like closeted gay fathers
  Nigga we get dollars, give 'em to Ben Baller
  Exchange for them chains that's all shiny with thick water
  I got back pains, neck heavy like whipped cream
  My whip clean, and they all white, I whip cream
  And cop boys and I joystick, I whip cream and cop cribs
  I got more space than big jeans, y'all sleeping on me
  Explain why they got shit dreams
  I'm alien, got the laser gun with the big beam
  Married to the money, my bitch green
  No I don't sip lean, but ride around in rockets like Yao Ming
  Y'all niggas weak
  They thought I was goofy and all mouses
  Double C my luggage and fill them with Comme blouses
  Y'all cop kush, my nigga I cop houses
  And fill 'em with some Leo DiCap's and some Cole Sprouses, nigga
  Where we? Rocky, A$AP
  GOLF, boy, where we at? Nigga in Paris [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky]
  Fuck clothes, I cop pieces
  Couple thots with me and them hoes is like divas
  Got my Vans on but they look like sneakers
  Flipped a couple packs, BasedGod in the speakers
  Bass all in the speakers
  In the field like baseball, play ball, face wall when polices come
  I don't rock Chanel, I rock channel
  And no this ain't a purse, it's a satchel (At you)
  Bless, at you, nah, I ain't sneeze
  But if niggas want steam or smoke, bet I match you
  Got a bullet with your name on the barrel
  If hollows don't clip, you get nip like it's cat food
  That dude, when I die, they gotta make a statue
  Bad attitude, this ain't a purse, it's a satchel
  Go to any nigga with money up in my bracket
  Then I think about the state of rapping
  All the freshmens in the classes
  All the super seniors' mumblin' and ramblin'
  Mumblin' and rappin', mumble rapping?
  I find it hard to find actual talent
  I find it hard to find an actual challenge
  I'm like Shabazz Palace's last acid hit, elaborate
  Rap lab's labyrinth, 
  word to Kodak's Black's Lazarus
  "CALLDROPS" on the album skits [Verse 3: Tyler, The Creator]
  Ayo, I'm the channel that you watch, I'm the ammo in the Glock
  Weird nigga, full suit 
  with the sandals and the socks
  , stop
  And based on my neck boy
  You would think I hate glass homes way I'm handling the rocks
  Who cast the first stone? Bitch, it's me, fuck you thought?
  Real grunge nigga, I ain't got a flannel as the top
  And I'm picking up guitar, strum nigga
  Bum niggas wish they could make a garden shed
  But they sleeping on me man like their arm is dead
  I'm a wild nigga boy and you farmer bred, born
  You ain't animal, you are, corn, hahaha, yeah!
  [Outro: Tyler, The Creator]
  K shiz, what up, nigga!