Frank Ocean - Biking

^DUh, turn, w^Chat goes around comes around ^DAyy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah ^CGoes around comes around What goes, alright, like like ^DLife goes in cycles Everything that comes around goes aro^Cund 'Fore it goes down, get you some i^Cce

^DLife goes in cycles, what comes around goes around ^CSo ’fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles ^DAudemars before all of y'alls ^CWristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh ^D12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh ^CWillie in traffic, I’m Philly nice, uh ^DE.T. on the handles, uh ^CHandlebars like a Xanax Shammgod with the AND1 moves ^DThrow that shit 'round your neck ^CRight quick, broke boys get fixed Right quick, N^Digel Sylvester with these bike flips ^CUh, that's a full cab and a back flip Uh, sidebar

^DArm stretch a tee like I nailed it ^EmRaf movin' slow like a creep ^F#Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin' ^EmAnd I walk in my sleep, I can't he^Dlp that (I ca^Emn't) When’s the last time I asked for some h^F#melp that I couldn’t ^Emget from nobody else, yeah? I couldn't get from nobody ou^Dt there (I ca^Emn’t) When's the last time I asked for some he^F#mlp that I couldn't get from nobody el^Emse, yeah? Nobody

^DI don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan ^EmVert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful ^F#mTorso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin’ with cash? ^EmGod gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle ^DI got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' ^EmI'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels ^F#mTV's got the angles I'm brakin'… ^Emgot…

^DBikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo ^EmMaybe the four wheel excitin' us mo' ^F#mI'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s ^EmHow can I be burr around L.A. coast? ^DThe diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch ^EmOn my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast ^F#mThe first wedding that I've been in my twenties ^EmThinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it ^DThinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes ^EmThink I want me a lil' one that look like my clone Me and my baby can't do on our own ^F#mI landed a trick, got my impossibles ^EmI'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose 24 hours like they never close ^DI'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah ^EmSince Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh ^F#mI'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles) ^EmI'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod Savage, I'm bikin', yeah

^DFrom Coldwater to the Shaw Alcoholic way I handle the bars ^EmThis a PK, PK Ripper Nah, you can't fuck with the boy ^F#mThat's my problem, yeah, I got 'em My tire smokin' when ^EmI stop Okay, n^Dobody fuckin' with me ^EmMy accolades hang from my neck ^F#mPedal, I drown in the heat ^EmMy sapphires drown in my sweat ^DWhite mags, but I jet ^EmJackson, I'm savin' the streets ^F#mI'm Roger Rabbit in the air ^EmI don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah ^DNigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel ^EmNigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah ^F#mI rose my rate, brand new brakes ^EmWhy I name it Slater? Ask my date

^DI don't get weak in the knees Hundreds spread out like a fan ^EmVert feel like some Gucci sandals Open the sky, get a handful ^F#mTorso marked up like a vandal How you not fuckin' with cash? ^EmGod gave you what you could handle Gave you what you could handle ^DI got the grip like the handle And I'm bikin' ^EmI'm bikin' with me and my Daniel Hades got the angels ^F#mTV's got the angles I'm brakin' Em

^DGot, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks ^EmGot 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up ^F#mGot me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks ^EmGot, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks ^DGot, got me fucked up Got 50 thousand racks ^EmGot 50 thousand racks Got, got me fucked up ^F#mGot me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks ^EmGot, got me fucked up, up 50 thousand racks