Willie The Kid - “Off Top” Freestyle (Owltree Remix)

[Verse 1]  
Pedal to the metal, nah — pedal to the pavement,  
Crankin’ through the cadence, every lane's our favorite.  
No traffic, just tactics — paceline addicts,  
Draft tight like tights, we aerodynamic.  
Bar tape gripped like we holdin’ the code,  
Riding deeper than a spoke when it’s laced in gold.  
We the kings of the climb, outta saddle and savage,  
Switchbacks, heart jacks, no average baggage.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
From crits to the singletrack soul patrolin’ —  
Cadence locked, baby

[Chorus]  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Saddle up, stack the pack,  
All in sync, drop the beat with a click-clack.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Legs burn, we ain’t slowin’,  
From dusk to dawn, just keep them cranks goin’.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Wind in our draft zone,  
Hustle through the struggle with the rubber half-blown.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Yo, the crew never foldin’,  
Life on two wheels — Rat Pack Rollin’!  

[Verse 2]  
Bottom bracket knockin’ like a bass drum, hot,  
Got the Garmin locked in, watch the watts pop.  
Gels in the pocket, jersey lookin’ like armor,  
Every mile’s a saga, Tour de Karma.  
Never bonkin’, we been trained for pain,  
Ridin’ tight in the night through that acid rain.  
Group ride gods — we the clique that clicks,  
Like a ten-speed myth in the mist of shifts.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Spokes hum an anthem, rhythm keep strollin’ —  
Respect the set, yeah  

[Chorus]  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Clip in, rip through silence,  
Smooth like Di2, slice through defiance.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! No flats, just fate,  
And if the chain slips — we still elevate.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Grit in the grind,  
We define incline like the climb’s divine.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Tailwind or blowin’,  
We spin through sin — Rat Pack Rollin’!  

[Break]  
We ghost through cities where the streetlights flick,  
Cranks tick like time while the rhythm kicks.  
Sweat on our shades, still blaze through terrain,  
No pain in the lane when you trained with flame.  

[Pre-Chorus]  
Hit the drops, feel the flow controllin’ —  
Legs like pistons, Rat Pack Rollin’  

[Chorus]  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Chain tight, minds free,  
We the road rhythm rebels of the century.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Frame game golden,  
Riding like the wind — never stall, just hold in.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Road rash badgin’,  
Earned in the turns where the brave be clashin’.  
Rat Pack Rollin’! Till the last route's stolen,  
We gon’ ride forever — Rat Pack Rollin’!  

[Outro]  
From tarmac tales to the sunset stolen,  
We don’t ride — we glide — Rat Pack Rollin’!

Rat Pack Rollin

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