Biking Chords & Lyrics - Frank Ocean

[Intro: Jay Z]
[D]Uh, turn, w[C]hat goes around comes around
[D]Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
[C]Goes around comes around
What goes, alright, like like
[D]Life goes in cycles
Everything that comes around goes aro[C]und
'Fore it goes down, get you some i[C]ce

[Verse 1: Jay Z]
[D]Life goes in cycles, what comes around goes around
[C]So ’fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
[D]Audemars before all of y'alls
[C]Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
[D]12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
[C]Willie in traffic, I’m Philly nice, uh
[D]E.T. on the handles, uh
[C]Handlebars like a Xanax
Shammgod with the AND1 moves
[D]Throw that shit 'round your neck
[C]Right quick, broke boys get fixed
Right quick, N[D]igel Sylvester with these bike flips
[C]Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Uh, sidebar

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
[D]Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
[Em]Raf movin' slow like a creep
[F#]Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
[Em]And I walk in my sleep, I can't he[D]lp that (I ca[Em]n't)
When’s the last time I asked for some h[F#m]elp that
I couldn’t [Em]get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody ou[D]t there (I ca[Em]n’t)
When's the last time I asked for some he[F#m]lp that
I couldn't get from nobody el[Em]se, yeah?
Nobody

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
[D]I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
[Em]Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
[F#m]Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin’ with cash?
[Em]God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
[D]I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
[Em]I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
[F#m]TV's got the angles
I'm brakin'… [Em]got…

[Verse 3: Frank Ocean]
[D]Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
[Em]Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
[F#m]I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
[Em]How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
[D]The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany brooch
[Em]On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
[F#m]The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
[Em]Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it
[D]Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
[Em]Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
[F#m]I landed a trick, got my impossibles
[Em]I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
24 hours like they never close
[D]I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
[Em]Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
[F#m]I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
[Em]I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
Savage, I'm bikin', yeah

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
[D]From Coldwater to the Shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
[Em]This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't fuck with the boy
[F#m]That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
My tire smokin' when [Em]I stop
Okay, n[D]obody fuckin' with me
[Em]My accolades hang from my neck
[F#m]Pedal, I drown in the heat
[Em]My sapphires drown in my sweat
[D]White mags, but I jet
[Em]Jackson, I'm savin' the streets
[F#m]I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
[Em]I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah
[D]Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
[Em]Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
[F#m]I rose my rate, brand new brakes
[Em]Why I name it Slater? Ask my date

[Chorus: Frank Ocean]
[D]I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
[Em]Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
[F#m]Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin' with cash?
[Em]God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
[D]I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
[Em]I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
[F#m]TV's got the angles
I'm brakin' Em

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
[D]Got, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
[Em]Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
[F#m]Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
[Em]Got, got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
[D]Got, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
[Em]Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
[F#m]Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
[Em]Got, got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks