Frank Ocean - Biking
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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Chords]
Bm x24432
Am7 x02010
Gmaj7 3x443x
Dmaj7 xx0222
F#m 244222
[Intro]
BmUh, turn, whAm7at goes around comes around
BmAyy, turn, turn the music up, Am7uh, yeah
BmGoes around comes around
Am7What goes, alright, like like
Gmaj7Life goes in cycles
Everything that comes around goes aroDmaj7und
'Fore it goes down, get you some iF#mce
[Verse 1]
BmLife goes in cycles, what comes around goes around
Am7So ’fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
Gmaj7Audemars before all of y'alls
Dmaj7Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
Bm12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
Am7Willie in traffic, I’m Philly nice, uh
Gmaj7E.T. on the handles, uh
Dmaj7Handlebars like a Xanax
Shammgod with the F#mAND1 moves
BmThrow that shit 'round your neck
Am7Right quick, broke boys get fixed
Right quick, Gmaj7Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips
Dmaj7Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Uh, F#msidebar
[Verse 2]
BmArm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Am7Raf movin' slow like a creep Gmaj7
Shirt in the breeze like I'm Dmaj7sailin'
And I walk in F#mmy sleep, I can'tBm help that Am7(I can't)
When’s the last time I asked for some hGmaj7elp that
I couldn’t get from nobody Dm7else, yeah?
I couldn't get fromF#m nobodyBm out there Am7(I can’t)
When's the last time I asked for some heGmaj7lp that
I couldn't get from nobody Dm7else, yeah?
NobodF#my
[Chorus]
BmI don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
Dmaj7God gave you what you could handle
F#mGave you what you could handle
BmI got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7TV's got the angles
I'm brakin'… Dmaj7 F#m got…
[Verse 3]
BmBikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
Am7Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
Gmaj7I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
Dmaj7How can I be burr around L.A. coast? F#m
BmThe diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
Am7On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
Gmaj7The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Dmaj7Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
Maybe the F#mgovernment got nothin' to do with it
BmThinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Am7Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
Gmaj7I landed a trick, got my impossibles
Dmaj7I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
24 F#mhours like they never close
BmI'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
Am7Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
Gmaj7I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
Dmaj7I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
F#mSavage, I'm bikin', yeah
[Verse 4]
BmFrom Amoldwater to the Shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
Am7This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't fuck with the boy
Gmaj7That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
My Dmaj7tire smokin' when I F#mstop
Okay, Bmnobody fuckin' with me
My accolades hang from my neck
Am7Pedal, I drown in the heat
My sapphires drown in my sweat
Gmaj7White mags, but I jet
Jackson, I'm savin' the streets
Dmaj7I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
I don't care, Big WilF#mlie Style, yeah
BmNigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
Am7Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
Gmaj7I rose my rate, brand new brakes
Dmaj7Why I name it Slater? Ask my dateF#m
[Chorus]
BmI don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Am7Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Gmaj7Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin' with cash?
Dmaj7God gave you what you could handle
F#mGave you what you could handle
BmI got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
Am7I'm bikin' with me and my Bmaniel
Hades got the angels
Gmaj7TV's got the angles
I'm brakin' Dmaj7 F#m
[Outro]
BmGot, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Am7Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
Dmaj7Got, got me fucked up, up
F#m750 thousand racks
BmGot, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Am7Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
Gmaj7Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
Dmaj7Got, got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks