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Golden Zippers

slinky008

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Lyrics

Chorus

Golden zippers on my back

Hundred racks inside the backpack

Watching all the sharks attack

Catch me slipping

Then you see the magic

Moving like a phantom through the traffic

Everything I touch is lavish

Verse 1

Billionaire on the block

I’m a magnet for the greedy

Ten goons with a lock

Coming for my stash because they feeling kind of needy

They corner me in the canyon

Thinking I am stuck inside the trap

Call the flight companion

Launch the secret glider on my back

See the parachutes expanding

While I leave them in the canyon

Gliding past the landing

Pre-Chorus

Looking for a victim

You won’t find it here

Looking for the system

It’s perfectly clear

Chorus

Golden zippers on my back

Hundred racks inside the backpack

Watching all the sharks attack

Catch me slipping

Then you see the magic

Moving like a phantom through the traffic

Everything I touch is lavish

Verse 2

Rode a jet ski in the rain

From the mansion to the dock

Escaping all the pain

By buying every building on the block

Mugger tried to pull a weapon

So I pulled a remote from my pocket

He was looking for a lesson

So I escaped inside a personal rocket

Gravity is just a suggestion

When you own the space station

No time for your question

Just private elevation

Pre-Chorus

Looking for a victim

You won’t find it here

Looking for the system

It’s perfectly clear

Chorus

Golden zippers on my back

Hundred racks inside the backpack

Watching all the sharks attack

Catch me slipping

Then you see the magic

Moving like a phantom through the traffic

Everything I touch is lavish

Verse 3

Vaulting over fences

While they trying to grab my shoes

Clouding all their senses

They got nothing left to lose

Threw a suitcase full of fake bills

Watched the crowd begin a riot

Climbing up the Hollywood hills

While the city finally getting quiet

Submarine is waiting in the lake

Diving down below the surface

There is nothing they can take

When they cannot find my purpose

Safety for my sake

Winning is a service

Every plan I make

Leaving you nervous

Pre-Chorus

Looking for a victim

You won’t find it here

Looking for the system

It’s perfectly clear

Chorus

Golden zippers on my back

Hundred racks inside the backpack

Watching all the sharks attack

Catch me slipping

Then you see the magic

Moving like a phantom through the traffic

Everything I touch is lavish

Post-Chorus

I’m gone

Yeah I’m gone

Checking out

Yeah checking out

Far away

Yeah far away

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