Biking

《Biking》是美国男歌手Frank Ocean演唱的一首歌曲，发行于2017年05月15日。

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 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, is bikin', yeah

Transition lightning (ascending)

Ashes and reminisce of ballers

Body to study

A Bentley that used to be flawless

I'm high up, the raindrops keep falling

Scared of the showers

Don't scaffold the towers

I'm up, mom, I promise

In class with the honors

No cheat like I'm honest

And how did I become so accomplished?

'cause I don't see folks

I just see a cold

I just see a hold

Chinks in your armor

Like Pac in the Hummer

Like Jigga in the summer

Left the house like Obama

Hit the road like a runner

Hit the road like Road Runner

I'm biking, I'm biking, I'm biking

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^[1]