conversations.from: human
conversations.value: Write me a song called Drug Money with the following description: A hard banger about moving that dope by Atlanta native dope boys Yo Gotti & Future.
  They also collaborated on the song “Day One.” Make sure the lyrics are different from the original song.
conversations.from: gpt
conversations.value: [Intro: Future]
  Aye, FreeBand Gang
  CMG
  You can have whatever you want
  You hear me, Aye (Turn Up!)
  Turn down for what?
  [Chorus: Future]
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Fish scale, I’ll buy you what you want
  Thousand bales, buy you what you want
  A hundred squares, I’ll buy you what you want
  Send it through the air, and buy you what you want
  [Verse 1: Yo Gotti]
  I got plug money, gotta ship it back in Mexico
  Slot money make you shoot yourself like plexico
  Blood money, you fuck ‘round, be the next to go
  Oil money, I got tanks of gas like Texaco
  Drug money, bitch, I’m running out of head spot
  Shoe money, I had a hundred in a Nike box
  Ho money, I took my bitch to ball in harbor
  Watch money, what’s a forty for a starter
  In Mexico they’re growing weed in the back yard
  In Mexico get a pound, a couple one hundred, dawg
  Exotic money, now I be riding in exotic cars
  Switch my flow up just like future, now I got exotic bars [Chorus: Future]
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Fish scale, I’ll buy you what you want
  Thousand bales, buy you what you want
  A hundred squares, I’ll buy you what you want
  Send it through the air, and buy you what you want
  [Verse 2: Yo Gotti]
  I got brick money, nine hundred for an ounce of yay
  Streets dry, so nine hundred what they got to pay
  Got a fifty in, got another fifty on the way
  In magic city let the city know it’s time to play
  White whip, stainless steel, bitch, 300K
  I ain’t gotta rap, trap jumping I can stop today
  Columbia, Columbians, I got ‘em on the way
  Lawyer paid more money if I get popped today
  In Mexico my girl plugged when I was 16
  In Mexico I was getting ‘em for the 16
  That’s a lot of money, now I’m riding in exotic cars
  Switched my flow up, changed my future, now I got exotic cars
  [Chorus: Future]
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Drug money it’s gonna buy you what you want
  Fish scale, I’ll buy you what you want
  Thousand bales, buy you what you want
  A hundred square, I’ll buy you what you want
  Send it through the air, and buy you what you want