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Throttle Addict
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Throttle Addict was released on August 11, 2025 by 10099141 Records DK as a part of the album Gas Tank Graves
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Release DateAugust 11, 2025
Label10099141 Records DK
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM67

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Connor Willaim Fredholm
Producer

Lyrics

Pop the tab, twist the grip She ride me fast like I'm built to drift
Gas in my blood, smoke in my lips Chrome heartbreak in every bitch I kiss
Pop two pills and I'm gone for the night Shorty got lines and I don't mean tight
Boots on my throttle, I'm flyin' through light Pussy takes pain, she addicted to spite
Nails in my back, she like leather and choke I don't trust nothin' but the clutch and the
Smoke She love how I crash, I love how she moan
I ride like I'm cursed, I die in my zone Backwood lit, I don't feel shit
Chrome tank full and my veins got dripped Fuckboy talk, but he ain't got wrist
I done seen death with a kiss on my wrist Sport bike slide like a shadow in flames
Switch lanes quick, I forgot her name Drugs in my head got me numb to shame
I only feel real when I'm bleedin, it rain
Drugs in my gut, come to my lap Thought wide open, I don't look back
Never hard on me and the gas on me Thing I love is the speed of the crash
You know I love, I just want head I want pills, I want lead
Ride too fast, I'ma wake up dead But I look real cool when I skirt that dread
Pull up in the night with a pipe dream, Betty Hair in the wind, she feelin' like a addict
Tat on her thigh, say cry, then ride But she smile like a devil when she climb inside
Fuck your texts, I ghost, miss stroke Pop me a bean, now I'm floatin' in smoke
Fuel in my brain, love's just a joke Only thing pure is the rush when I poke
Go chase love, I chase adrenaline Wrist locked down, we're defendin' our grant
She ride me harder when I break the law I ride my bike like I died to Zah
Pop two tabs and I kiss her slow Mix that lust with the ends I blow
Never say stay, just ride and go I fall in love every mile or so
Shorty, my little fool
Drugs in my gut, on my lap Throttle wide open, I don't look back
Hard on E and the gas on max Only thing I love is the speed of the crash
She want love, I just want head I want pills, I want lead
Ride too fast, I'ma wake up dead But I look real cool when I skirt that dread
Eyes wide shut, heart still dead Ghosts in the tank, voices in my head
She scream my name, but I'm gone in the wind One last ride, don't care if it end
Written by: Connor Willaim Fredholm
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