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[Intro]
Six, seven… in heaven…
(Yeah)
Six, seven… stackin’ up the leverage…
(It’s me)
Yeah.

[Chorus]
Six, seven — countin’ up to heaven,
Eyes on the prize, we stackin’ up the leverage.
My shooter stays ready, so I don't need mine,
My bro put that strap right to his spine.
The way that stick hums, you know he complyin’, (Brrt, brrt)
Six, seven, we just ghosted on the highway.

[Verse 1]
Six is for the lookout, watchin’ ‘til the morn,
Seven is the signal when we ‘bout to storm.
Clocks are movin’ slow, the whole plan is bewitchin’,
Two numbers close, a new life bein’ stitched in.
Peepin’ his whole routine, know he keeps the vault heavy,
Pull up clean in that blacked-out Chevy.
Diamonds on his wrist, straight from Lex,
He ain't even knowin' what's comin' for him next, ooh.
Mask on, pulse is steady.

[Chorus]
Six, seven — countin’ up to heaven,
Eyes on the prize, we stackin’ up the leverage.
My shooter stays ready, so I don't need mine,
My bro put that strap right to his spine.
The way that stick hums, you know he complyin’, (Oh my God)
Six, seven, we just ghosted on the highway. (Bip, Bip)

[Verse 2]
Six steps forward, seven dreams in sight,
Through the back door, we're movin' in the night.
Bags are full now, the engine's softly screamin',
This ain't no dream, this the life we been schemin'.
That Hellcat, mm, leavin' marks in the driveway,
Did the whole mission, did it my way.
Moonlit whispers, this is yours and mine,
Countin' up the score, we left the past behind. 

[Chorus]
Six, seven — countin’ up to heaven,
Eyes on the prize, we stackin’ up the leverage.
My shooter stays ready, so I don't need mine,
My bro put that strap right to his spine.
The way that stick hums, you know he complyin’, (Oh my God)
Six, seven, we just ghosted on the highway. (Bip, Bip, Bip)

[Outro]
Ghosted on the highway…
(Bip, Bip)
Six, seven…
Six, seven…

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