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[Verse 1]
Padded gloves, black ski mask
Map folded in my back pocket
Rolled up in a silver van
No talk, just a clean target
The teller met my dead stare
Hands shook on the cash drawer
I said, "Move slow, stay calm"
But my voice hit like a task force
[Pre-Chorus]
Then the floor lights blinked red
And my whole plan cracked
One wrong look, one sharp scream
Now the room went black
I heard boots from the side door
Heard glass bite the tile
That easy money turned heavy
In a single mile
[Chorus]
It all went south
Right in the vault (went south)
It all went south
Now we run for the door
Too hot, too loud
Too late to talk (too late)
It all went south
And it swallowed us whole
[Verse 2]
My runner froze by the teller line
Saw his hands, saw the badge
Somebody hit the silent alarm
That old dream turned bad
Security came through the smoke
Like a ghost in a cheap suit
I reached for the get-away
But the wheel was locked loose
Blood on the cuff, cash on the floor
Sirens ripped the air
One minute I was the hunter
Next minute I was there
[Pre-Chorus]
Then the floor lights blinked red
And my whole plan cracked
One wrong look, one sharp scream
Now the room went black
I heard boots from the side door
Heard glass bite the tile
That easy money turned heavy
In a single mile
[Chorus]
It all went south
Right in the vault (went south)
It all went south
Now we run for the door
Too hot, too loud
Too late to talk (too late)
It all went south
And it swallowed us whole
[Bridge]
In the back seat, no victory
Just my pulse and the rain
He said, "Keep driving"
But the city felt my shame
Headlights chased the van tail
Our hands kept slipping free
We took a fast road to nowhere
And it looked back at me
[Chorus]
It all went south
Right in the vault (went south)
It all went south
Now we run for the door
Too hot, too loud
Too late to talk (too late)
It all went south
And it swallowed us whole
Details
GeneratedApr 22, 2026
Duration3:07
LanguageEnglish
Style
Dark ambient rap core with a half-time, syncopated drum pocket and sub-heavy pulse; verse rides sparse pads, tense tom hits, and clipped hats, pre-chorus tightens with filtered drones and rising noise, chorus lands on a short chant hook with doubled voices and low-end hits. Whispered ad-libs, distorted doubles on key lines, tape hiss, reverse swells, and alarm-like synth stabs. Moody, dry, intimate mix with cavernous space, dark ambient, rap
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UNFiT_2B_KiNGModelAria v5.5
Prompt
A song about a bank robbery where everything goes south. Rap core, dark ambient
