
Golden Zippers
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- rap
- west coast hip hop
- trap
- humorous
- boastful
- hyphy
- urban
- 2020s
- hip hop
- gangsta
- hardcore rap
- west coast rap
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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