[Chords]
     x24432
    x02010
  3x443x
  xx0222
    244222

[Intro]
          
Uh, turn, what


 goes around c

omes around
            
Ayy, turn, tur

              
n the music up

  
, uh, yeah

Goes around co

mes around

What goes, alr

ight, like lik

e

Life goes in c

ycles
              
Everything tha

              
t comes around

         
 goes around
              
'Fore it goes 

              
down, get you 

      
some ice

[Verse 1]

Life goes in c

ycles, what co

mes around goe

s around

So ’fore it go

es down, nigga

, get you some

 icicles

Audemars befor

e all of y'all

s

Wristwatch got

 a Russian fac

e like an olig

arch, uh

12 o'clock, bo

y, silly nice,

 huh

Willie in traf

fic, I’m Phill

y nice, uh

E.T. on the ha

ndles, uh

Handlebars lik

e a Xanax
              
Shammgod with 

    
the AND1 moves

Throw that shi

t 'round your 

neck

Right quick, b

roke boys get 

fixed
             
Right quick, N


igel Sylvester

 with these bi

ke flips

Uh, that's a f

ull cab and a 

back flip
    
Uh, sidebar

[Verse 2]
 
Arm stretch a 

tee like I nai

led it
           
Raf movin' slo

               
w like a creep
              
Shirt in the b

              
reeze like I'm

 
 sailin'
              
And I walk in 

           
my sleep, I ca

            
n't help that 


(I can't)
              
When’s the las

              
t time I asked

           
 for some help

                  
 that
              
I couldn’t get

             
 from nobody e


lse, yeah?
              
I couldn't get

         
 from nobody o

         
ut there (I ca

n’t)
              
When's the las

              
t time I asked

            
 for some help


 that
              
I couldn't get

             
 from nobody e


lse, yeah?
     
Nobody

[Chorus]

I don't get we

ak in the knee

s
Hundreds spread out like a fan

Vert feel like

 some Gucci sa

ndals
Open the sky, get a handful

Torso marked u

p like a vanda

l
How you not fuckin’ with cash?

God gave you w

hat you could 

handle
           
Gave you what 

             
you could hand

le

I got the grip

 like the hand

le
And I'm bikin'

I'm bikin' wit

h me and my Da

niel
Hades got the angels

TV's got the a

ngles
             
I'm brakin'…  

 
        got…

[Verse 3]

Bikin', I'm bi

kin', I'm biki

n' slow-mo

Maybe the four

 wheel excitin

' us mo'

I'm cold when 

the temperatur

es dip below 7

0s
         
How can I be b

              
urr around L.A

         
. coast?

The diamonds i

s plural, the 

Tiffany brooch

On my lapel, a

t the table, I

'm givin' a to

ast

The first wedd

ing that I've 

been in my twe

nties

Thinkin' maybe

 someone is no

t somethin' to

 own
          
Maybe the gove

rnment got not

hin' to do wit

h it

Thinkin' maybe

 the feeling j

ust comes and 

it goes

Think I want m

e a lil' one t

hat look like 

my clone
Me and my baby can't do on our own

I landed a tri

ck, got my imp

ossibles

I'm fuckin' wi

th Addy, I'm w

atchin' my dos

e
   
24 hours like 

they never clo

se

I'm bikin', I'

m bikin', I'm 

bikin' these b

locks, yeah

Since Ben Ball

er sold all hi

s ice up at Sl

auson, ooh

I'm bikin' uph

ill and it's b

urnin' my quad

s (obstacles)

I'm bikin' dow

nhill and it s

ound like a fi

shin' rod

Savage, I'm bi

kin', yeah

[Verse 4]

From Amoldwate

r 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 prob

lem, yeah, I g

ot 'em
         
My tire smokin

         
' when I stop
      
Okay, nobody f

uckin' with me
My accolades hang from my neck

Pedal, I drown

 in the heat
My sapphires drown in my sweat

White mags, bu

t I jet
Jackson, I'm savin' the streets                

I'm Roger Rabb

it in the air
              
I don't care, 

       
Big Willie Sty

le, yeah

Nigga one whee

l, one wheel, 

one wheel

Nigga one whee

l, I fishtail 

downhill, yeah

I rose my rate

, brand new br

akes
         
Why I name it 

              
Slater? Ask my

     
 date

[Chorus]

I don't get we

ak in the knee

s
Hundreds spread out like a fan

Vert feel like

 some Gucci sa

ndals
Open the sky, get a handful

Torso marked u

p like a vanda

l
How you not fuckin' with cash?

God gave you w

hat you could 

handle

Gave you what 

you could hand

le

I got the grip

 like the hand

le
And I'm bikin'

I'm bikin' wit

h me and my Bm

aniel
Hades got the angels

TV's got the a

ngles
I'm brakin'    Dmaj7 F#m

[Outro]

Got, got me fu

cked up
Got 50 thousand racks

Got 50 thousan

d racks
Got, got me fucked up

Got me fucked 

up, up
50 thousand racks

Got, got me fu

cked up, up
  
50 thousand ra

cks

Got, got me fu

cked up
Got 50 thousand racks

Got 50 thousan

d racks
Got, got me fucked up

Got me fucked 

up, up
50 thousand racks

Got, got me fu

cked up, up
50 thousand racks