Lyrics
[Intro]
Yeah, drop the beat, southern calli, heavy weight, huh
Cash on hand, cars and clothes, we stay drippin'
[Verse 1]
Money stacked high, like my dreams in the sky
Friends like no other, got my back till I die
Southern drawl, talkin' slick, we movin' real proper
Fashion high end, lookin' fresh, never need a sponsor
[Pre-Chorus]
Why should we beef over oops, I say it again
Loyalty run deep, real friends till the end
High pimps, high weights, tools in the trap
We scrubbin' in the game, never takin' no crap....,
[Chorus]
Cash on the hand, cars in the lot
Clothes designer, never gon' stop
Why should we beef? We already won
King Von on the track, we lightin' the gun......
[Bridge]
Proper fashion, look so pristine
Southern sound, keep it mean
Hold up, money talk, I gotta flex
Only real friends, I never second-guess...
[Outro]
So why should we beef? We supposed to unite
Money, cars, clothes, ridin' all night
Southern calli, feel the vibe, it's all love
King Von spirit, sent from above...
( Repeat all lyrics from above )
Style
southern-inspired trap with heavy basscalli accenthigh-end fashion vibesrap lyrics
Credits
Prompt bySleekAnthem693
GeneratedApr 6, 2026
ModelAria v5.5
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