[Intro]
Yeah, roll out
Silent Motion Riders
Ryker through the avenues
[Verse 1]
Can-Am humming, three wheels cutting through the night
Crew in formation, every helmet catching light
Chucky in the back, passing smoke beneath the sign
Mia and Byrd with the flow, turning corners on a dime
OG in the mirror, steady hand, never late
My man Late with the jokes, Nelly bringing heavyweight
No loose talk, no fear, everybody knows the code
When the bass hits hard, watch the whole block overload
[Pre-Chorus]
We move as one, no panic in the frame
Different roads, same blood, remember every name
If the sirens call, we disappear into the rain
Then circle back laughing like we never left the lane
[Chorus]
Ride with the crew, let the whole city know
Silent Motion Riders, watch the convoy roll
Murder music bumping, windows shaking in the lane
Ryker lights ahead, we bring thunder through the frame
Ride with the crew, everybody hold tight
Chucky, Mia, Byrd, OG under the lights
Late and Nelly with me, turning pressure into gold
Silent Motion Riders, let the story unfold
[Verse 2]
Mia talks slick, Byrd answers with a verse
Every red light feels like a chance to make it worse
Chucky grins wide, smoke curling by his face
OG says keep it clean, but we still control the pace
Late pulls up last, somehow stealing every scene
Nelly keeps the rhythm with a voice sharp and mean
No borrowed crown, we built this from the ground
Now the city hears the engines before we come around
[Bridge]
Keep your eyes open, keep your circle small
Every mile a memory, every rise a call
No need for a warning, no need to explain
We carry our names like a mark in the grain
[Chorus]
Ride with the crew, let the whole city know
Silent Motion Riders, watch the convoy roll
Murder music bumping, windows shaking in the lane
Ryker lights ahead, we bring thunder through the frame
Ride with the crew, everybody hold tight
Chucky, Mia, Byrd, OG under the lights
Late and Nelly with me, turning pressure into gold
Silent Motion Riders, let the story unfold
[Outro]
Ryker fading past the corner store
Crew still moving, always wanting more
Silent Motion Riders, names locked in the sound
When the wheels touch pavement, you know we’re city-bound