Biking
Frank Ocean Lyrics


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Uh, turn, what goes around comes around
Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
Goes around, comes around
What goes, alright, like like
Life goes in cycles
Everything that comes around, goes around
'Fore it goes down, get you some ice
Life goes in cycles, what comes around, goes around
So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
Audemars before all of y'alls
Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh
E.t. On the handles, uh
Handlebars like a Xanax
Shammgod with the AND1 moves
Throw that shit 'round your neck
Right quick, broke boys get fixed
Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips
Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Uh, sidebar

Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Raf movin' slow like a creep
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody

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

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

From coldwater to the shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't fuck with the boy
That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
My tire smokin' when I stop
Okay, nobody fuckin' with me
My accolades hang from my neck
Pedal, I drown in the heat
My sapphires drown in my sweat
White mags, but I jet
Jackson, I'm savin' the streets
I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah
Nigga, one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
Nigga, one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
I rose my rate, brand new brakes
Why I name it Slater? Ask my date

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

Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike




Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Frank Ocean's "Biking" are about the cycles of life and the importance of staying prepared for the future. The first few lines talk about the idea of karma, and how what goes around comes around. The lyrics suggest that life goes in cycles, and that everything that comes around goes around, so you need to prepare yourself before things get tough. The song then shifts to a description of biking, with lines about bike flips and bike tricks. The second verse talks about the struggles of life, with lines like "I don't get weak in the knees" and "God gave you what you could handle." The final verse mentions expensive jewelry and a PK Ripper bike, and closes with references to money and material possessions.


Line by Line Meaning

Uh, turn, what goes around comes around
The concept of karma, where the consequences of one's actions will eventually come back around


Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
Encouraging the listener to increase the volume and fully immerse themselves in the music


Goes around, comes around
Reiterating the idea that what goes around eventually comes back


What goes, alright, like like
Expressing uncertainty or confusion about what specifically is being referred to


Life goes in cycles
Highlighting the cyclical nature of life and experiences


Everything that comes around, goes around
Emphasizing the reciprocity and balance of life


'Fore it goes down, get you some ice
Suggesting that in preparation for hardships or challenging times, one should acquire something to provide comfort or distraction


Life goes in cycles, what comes around, goes around
Restating the earlier point about the cyclical nature of life


So 'fore it goes down, nigga, get you some icicles
Using a metaphor, advising the listener to prepare themselves with something cool and refreshing for when difficult times arise


Audemars before all of y'alls
Prioritizing the luxury watch brand Audemars Piguet over others


Wristwatch got a Russian face like an oligarch, uh
Describing the appearance of the wristwatch to resemble that of a wealthy Russian oligarch


12 o'clock, boy, silly nice, huh
Referring to the position of the watch hands at 12 o'clock, indicating that everything is going well


Willie in traffic, I'm Philly nice, uh
Asserting skill and confidence in maneuvering through traffic in a skilled manner similar to BMX rider Willie


E.t. On the handles, uh
Comparing oneself to the character E.T. from the movie, indicating control and proficiency in handling the situation


Handlebars like a Xanax
Drawing a comparison between the grip on the handlebars and the calming effect of an anti-anxiety medication, Xanax


Shammgod with the AND1 moves
Referring to the basketball player God Shammgod and his signature flashy moves from the AND1 streetball mixtapes, suggesting the use of daring, impressive maneuvers


Throw that shit 'round your neck
Encouraging the listener to proudly display their achievements or accomplishments


Right quick, broke boys get fixed
Implying that those who are financially struggling can improve their situation if they act swiftly and decisively


Right quick, Nigel Sylvester with these bike flips
Drawing parallel to professional BMX rider Nigel Sylvester and his ability to perform impressive bike tricks


Uh, that's a full cab and a back flip
Describing the execution of a full cab and a back flip, two advanced bike tricks


Uh, sidebar
Introducing a brief additional point or comment, possibly unrelated to the previous statements


Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Boasting about stretching out the sleeves of a T-shirt, suggesting confidence and success in personal style


Raf movin' slow like a creep
Comparing the motion or pace of Raf Simons clothing or fashion brand to the actions of a sneaky or secretive individual


Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
Describing the movement of a shirt in the wind, evoking a sense of freedom and adventure


And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
Admitting to a state of sleepwalking, implying a lack of control over certain actions or behaviors


When's the last time I asked for some help that
Reflecting on the infrequency of seeking assistance or support from others


I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Acknowledging that there hasn't been anyone else who could provide the needed help or support


I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
Reiterating the difficulty in finding help or support from external sources


When's the last time I asked for some help that
Repeating the question about the last time help was sought


I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Reaffirming the lack of available support from others


Nobody
Emphasizing the absence of anyone who could provide the needed help or support


I don't get weak in the knees
Asserting strength and resilience, not easily affected or intimidated


Hundreds spread out like a fan
Referring to a large quantity of money, fanned out like a display of wealth


Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Comparing the sensation or experience of skateboarding on a vertical ramp to the comfort and luxury associated with Gucci sandals


Open the sky, get a handful
Metaphorically reaching up and seizing opportunities or possibilities


Torso marked up like a vandal
Describing the body, particularly the torso, covered in visible signs of artistic or self-expression


How you not fuckin' with cash?
Questioning why someone would not be interested or engaged with money or financial success


God gave you what you could handle
Suggesting that one's abilities and capabilities are limited by what has been bestowed upon them by a higher power


I got the grip like the handle
Expressing confidence and control in one's abilities, drawing a parallel between their grip and the handle


And I'm bikin'
Engaging in the act of biking, possibly as a metaphor for navigating through life or facing challenges


I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Indicating that the artist is biking with someone named Daniel, possibly a friend or companion


Hades got the angels
Referring to a situation where the underworld ruler Hades has obtained or controls the angels


Tv's got the angles
Suggesting that television or media has the ability to manipulate or control perception through strategic camera angles or editing


I'm brakin'
Applying the brakes or slowing down, potentially indicating a pause or cessation in activity


Got, got me fucked up
Feeling confused, disoriented, or emotionally affected


Got a million dollar bike
Referring to the possession of an exceptionally expensive or valuable bicycle


Got, got me fucked up
Reiterating the feeling of being confused or emotionally affected


Got me fucked up, up
Expressing intense confusion, disarray, or emotional disturbance


Million dollar bike
Reiterating the concept of owning an incredibly valuable bicycle


Got, got me fucked up, up
Continuing to emphasize the state of confusion or emotional disturbance


Million dollar bike
Once again highlighting the ownership of a bike with an exorbitant value


Got, got me fucked up
Restating the previous sentiment about feeling disoriented or emotionally affected


Got a million dollar bike
Repeatedly emphasizing the possession of an extremely valuable bicycle


Got a million dollar bike
Continuing the emphasis on owning a bicycle with an exorbitant value


Got, got me fucked up, up
Reiterating the state of confusion, disarray, or emotional disturbance


Million dollar bike
Once again underscoring the ownership of a bike worth a significant amount




Lyrics © Global Talent Publishing, BMG Rights Management, Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Spirit Music Group, Songtrust Ave
Written by: Adam King Feeney, Christopher Breaux, Jacob Ludvig Olofsson, Rami Dawood, Shawn Carter, Tyler Okonma

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@rjhaygood

Got, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
Got 50 thousand racks
Got 50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks
Got, got me fucked up, up
50 thousand racks


Those are the lyrics to the end of the song... so yeah he is lol



@axelmendez8421

[Intro: JAY-Z]
Uh, turn, what goes around comes around
Ayy, turn, turn the music up, uh, yeah
Goes around comes around
What goes, alright, like like
Life goes in cycles
Everything that comes around goes around
'Fore it goes down, get you some ice

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

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean]
Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Raf movin' slow like a creep
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
When’s the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn’t get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can’t)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody

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

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

[Verse 4: Tyler, The Creator]
From Coldwater to the Shaw
Alcoholic way I handle the bars
This a PK, PK Ripper
Nah, you can't fuck with the boy
That's my problem, yeah, I got 'em
My tire smokin' when I stop
Okay, nobody fuckin' with me
My accolades hang from my neck
Pedal, I drown in the heat
My sapphires drown in my sweat
White mags, but I jet
Jackson, I'm savin' the streets
I'm Roger Rabbit in the air
I don't care, Big Willie Style, yeah
Nigga one wheel, one wheel, one wheel
Nigga one wheel, I fishtail downhill, yeah
I rose my rate, brand new brakes
Why I name it Slater? Ask my date

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

[Outro: Frank Ocean]
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got a million dollar bike
Got a million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up
Got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike
Got, got me fucked up, up
Million dollar bike



@datdang6493

Arm stretch a tee like I nailed it
Raf movin' slow like a creep
Shirt in the breeze like I'm sailin'
And I walk in my sleep, I can't help that (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
I couldn't get from nobody out there (I can't)
When's the last time I asked for some help that
I couldn't get from nobody else, yeah?
Nobody
I don't get weak in the knees
Hundreds spread out like a fan
Vert feel like some Gucci sandals
Open the sky, get a handful
Torso marked up like a vandal
How you not fuckin' with cash?
God gave you what you could handle
Gave you what you could handle
I got the grip like the handle
And I'm bikin'
I'm bikin' with me and my Daniel
Hades got the angels
TV's got the angles
I'm brakin', got
Bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' slow-mo
Maybe the four wheel excitin' us mo'
I'm cold when the temperatures dip below 70s
How can I be burr around L.A. coast?
The diamonds is plural, the Tiffany broach
On my lapel, at the table, I'm givin' a toast
The first wedding that I've been in my twenties
Thinkin' maybe someone is not somethin' to own
Maybe the government got nothin' to do with it
Thinkin' maybe the feeling just comes and it goes
Think I want me a lil' one that look like my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own
I landed a trick, got my impossibles
I'm fuckin' with Addy, I'm watchin' my dose
24 hours like they never close
I'm bikin', I'm bikin', I'm bikin' these blocks, yeah
Since Ben Baller sold all his ice up at Slauson, ooh
I'm bikin' uphill and it's burnin' my quads (obstacles)
I'm bikin' downhill and it sound like a fishin' rod
Savage, I'm bikin', yeah



All comments from YouTube:

@apachekidfb

Frank and Tyler collabs are always fire.

@pierremoltisanti7916

love ur google accounts pic cherry bomb is one of my favs

@ricardosandoval9272

Yep

@safari8447

Facts

@flwz2

so true

@edein3955

I like how we ignore Jay z in the song 😳

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@elvislikefox6504

No you’re not the only one who likes Jay-Z intro so stop asking

@fatimadiallo3201

T Mike FTW LOL

@RustyHondas

Yes thank you

@skll2081

FR 😂 💀

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