Real Good

Real Good (feat. Lil Hunt & Ikenna)

executive producer: saul flores
additional producers: tomas cancio, hunter freeman
mix/master: saul flores
vocals: hunter freeman, oneil mbakwe, saul flores
lyrics: hunter freeman, oneil mbakwe

LYRICS:
Chorus 1(Lil Hunt)
I got my civic in a drag race
Got a backwoods in the ash tray
I don't feel like we can crash ayee
Bitch I'm swerving in the fast lane 
In the fast lane
Momma told me boyyyy
You betta not crash on my whip
Please do not Tokyo drift
We cannot afford that shit
Momma I don't give a shit 
Go a 100 in the Vic
On da way to take yo bitch
Den pull off like Tokyo Tokyo drift
Pull off Like Tokyo drift
I speed off like Tokyo drift 
Ride off like Tokyo drift
SKRT off like Tokyo Tokyo 

Verse 1 (Ikenna)
Tokyo Drift 
Tokyo drift 
Jump on my stick
Got a bad bitch 
She give me lip
She give me shit
For always spitting game
She neva quit 
So I'm just switching lanes 
I throw it 
You know it 
That henny 
We pour it 
Got plenty 
Of bottles 
We swimming 
We floating 
We swimming 
No ocean 
We sipping 
No toasting 
Got two girls 
They love me 
They fully devoted 
I just might cop a new fit 
I just might cop new a bitch
Switching the gears when I shift 
Swerving like I'm moving brick 
Swerving like Tokyo drift
Riding like Tokyo drift 

Bridge (Lil Hunt)
Switch up flow as I switch up the gear
Niggas switch up too much gotta adjust the rear
Gotta keep this shit clear. Gotta leave these niggas in the dust leave em up in the smoke but no mirror 
Bitch I'm on E but still I got that gas
And yo bitch still on me and still I'm bout to smash
And I'm going too fast as I'm dodging the badge
And I'm up in my civic and crashhhh

Chorus 2(Lil Hunt)
Momma told me boyyyy
You betta not crash on my whip
Please do not Tokyo drift
We cannot afford that shit
Momma I don't give a shit 
Go a 100 in the Vic
On da way to take yo bitch
Den pull off like Tokyo Tokyo drift
Pull off Like Tokyo drift
I speed off like Tokyo drift 
Ride off like Tokyo drift
SKRT off like Tokyo Tokyo 

Verse 2 (Ikenna)
She wanna ride on the tip
(Yeah)
She just be giving me brain 
(Yeah)
Call up an Uber or lyft 
(Yeah)
She gonna leave when I came 
(Yeah)
Then I came 
(Yeah)
Smoking the green till I Stank
(Yeah)
Till I stank
(Yeah)
Eyes so low that I can't blink
(Yeah)
Making donuts when I drive 
60 in a 35
Pullin up to the curb
Then I kick yo chick outside
My niggas yeah they down to ride
Mess with me it's homicide
(Yeah yeah)
Mess with me it's homicide

Saul Flores

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