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Down South
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Down South was released on March 13, 2026 by LilJeff as a part of the album Down South - Single
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Release DateMarch 13, 2026
LabelLilJeff
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Liljeff
Liljeff
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Zikevious Knowles
Zikevious Knowles
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BeatsByBenji
BeatsByBenji
Producer

Lyrics

Uhhh,
I'm on my Down south shit, (This that Down south shit)
I'm on my Down south shit
863, 561 shit, wherever you from, throw that shit up!
(Rep that shit ****, Where you from, rep that shit, ****!)
Hook: I'm on my down south shit, FLorida boy wicks, the bottom of the map
Where that bih look like a blick,
I'm Where these **** sell drugs, Cuz they on child support and shit,
And these hoes pop pussy, put a frontal on they top,
FLorida boy shit, paranoid, watch every car,
Im'a Florida boy, I smuggle weed from a far,
You know you close to a block, When you hear music from a car,
Down south Shit, ****, Down south shit ****,
Verse 1:
Down south shit where you can't trust nothing,
Everybody got a pole, even a fuck **** was busting
Be careful when you approach a Florida ****,
With your discussion,
And ain't nobody Duke in it out, **** be busting,
**** crashing about these hoes but he hoes,
They be fucking, Advise to the young ****,
Go and get some money!
Man we down south, ain't no reason you should be broke,
Go work a 9 to 5 or sticking up or you can sell dope
I'm down south where these **** fuck they Kin-Folk,
Like hell yeah man this shit can get real woe, (Like Forreal)
Florida boy Florida water like forreal hoe!
Down south shit this is how this shit get though,
Hook: I'm on my down south shit, FLorida boy wicks, the bottom of the map
Where that bih look like a blick,
I'm Where these **** sell drugs, Cuz they on child support and shit,
And these hoes pop pussy, put a frontal on they top,
FLorida boy shit, paranoid, watch every car,
Im'a Florida boy, I smuggle weed from a far,
You know you close to a block, When you hear music from a car,
Down south Shit, ****, Down south shit ****,
Verse 2:
Down south shit where we tell our homies our darkest secrets, Just to see if he'll tell it, (Tell it) 
I hate to do the test to see a real **** failed it, (I swear)
Can't claim that you real if you talk like a hoe,
If you tell it to a bitch, You'll tell it to them folks, (Tell it to Troll, that's sad)
I got to watch them type **** and Florida, that's Cut Throat, (I swear)
Down south shit, stay dangerous and stack your dope, (Come on)
And watch how you post the feds will kick your door, (Uhhhh)
I'm telling you man that's that down south shit you ain't from this way but you come down this way
Know what I'm saying for what you doing
(I'm on my down south shit (x4)
Hook: I'm on my down south shit, FLorida boy wicks, the bottom of the map
Where that bih look like a blick,
I'm Where these **** sell drugs, Cuz they on child support and shit,
And these hoes pop pussy, put a frontal on they top,
FLorida boy shit, paranoid, watch every car,
Im'a Florida boy, I smuggle weed from a far,
You know you close to a block, When you hear music from a car,
Down south Shit, ****, Down south shit ****,
Written by: Zikevious Knowles
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