Throttle Kings
• Written by user78480102
(Verse 1)
I pull up to the track, revvin’ up, no fear,
450cc, leave the dust in the rear.
Chrome pipe gleamin’, engine screamin’,
Holeshot king, boy, I’m out here dreamin’.
Dirt on my face, but the gold still shine,
Two-stroke beast, yeah, the power’s all mine.
Triple jump hittin’, no brakes, no stoppin’,
Ridin’ so fast, make the crowd start watchin’.
(Hook)
Gas it up, ride or die, we don’t stall,
Hit that berm, lean low, never fall.
Throttle kings, we the lords of the track,
Try to keep up, get left in the back.
(Verse 2)
Who want smoke? Line up at the gate,
I twist the wrist, hit the clutch, drop the weight.
You talkin’ tough, but your bike too slow,
I’m throwin’ whips mid-air, flexin’ on foes.
Full send, no cap, I don’t play,
Catch me scrubbin’ over tables like I’m James.
450 rippin’ through the whoops like a beast,
You a rookie in the game, I’m a legend on the east.
(Hook)
Gas it up, ride or die, we don’t stall,
Hit that berm, lean low, never fall.
Throttle kings, we the lords of the track,
Try to keep up, get left in the back.
(Bridge)
No fear in my veins, just torque and rage,
Came from the mud, now I own the stage.
Chain so clean, boots laced tight,
They know my name when I turn on the lights.
(Verse 3)
Red plate flexin’, I’m the number one threat,
Lap these lames, I ain’t even break a sweat.
Factory ride, got the sponsors on deck,
Cross that line, throw a fist, cut the check.
Trophies on trophies, my crib like a shrine,
You crash in the corners, I stay in my prime.
Life on two wheels, boy, this ain't a game,
Motocross legend, remember the name.
(Hook – Repeat x2)
Gas it up, ride or die, we don’t stall,
Hit that berm, lean low, never fall.
Throttle kings, we the lords of the track,
Try to keep up, get left in the back.
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user78480102
Member since February 8 2025