I think it's cute when people I know are in Texas, think of themselves as Southern.
I remember as a kid we were driving through Oklahoma, like 1970, we stopped at a brand new place, called Cracker Barrel in Oklahoma. We sat there and watched Yankees trying to figure out how to eat biscuits and gravy. It was hilarious. At best they were dipping the biscuits into the gravy. At worst, they were opening the biscuits and spreading the gravy inside and trying to eat them like small sandwiches. While were we over in a corner in our own world, smashing the biscuits into the gravy, and living the good life.
We never use recipes for biscuits, it's all about putting in enough of the next ingredient that it gets to the consistency that is needed. This is passed on through experience. It's just flour, baking powder, salt, and buttermilk, added in that order. You can butter them when you pull them out of the oven.
Recipes are for frauds and people faking their way around in the kitchen, IMO.