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Thirtyseven is an American pop punk band. They come from Dallas, Texas. The band started making music in 2010. The band released a studio album, This Is What I Want, in 2013, with Blood and Ink Records. They have disbanded as confirmed by Dylan Russell in April of 2020. Band member Dylan Russell has left the band since and now works on his side project Cheap Shot and his YouTube channel, YuB, which has over 1 million subscribers. more »

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I think you gotta get high like this You gotta get high like this
You gotta get high like this You gotta get high like this
I'm fuckin' this business, alright I'm havin' my way, alright
My fingers stay motherfuckin' tight My eyes are open in height

I came to leave like a knight I just realized I was tired
I was seventeen on the mic I'm tryna be cut in that mic
I'ma jiggle on hoe, I bite My whole career, they bite
Some niggas up in here, they faster than me Somebody should tell them they dyin

I'm done with these niggas and this And I just be pissin', I don't give a f*ck
I know where you move, boy, bitch I'm tryna tell you, hold on, f*ck
All you ever do is copy All you ever do is like
Why you talkin' about me? If you really got a problem

We can handle that problem, yeah, baddie to baddie
But for the baddie, my bitch got baddie But for the baddie, my bitch got baddie
Yeah, my bitch got baddie, yeah, my bitch got baddie
She creeps like a hyena when I get a baddie

Travel the world, feel it, feel it On tours again
It's not my world, it's my new world And she's not my girl, she's my girl
You play on my top, get a reverb Put him in smoke, you reverb
Put him in a cuff, put him in a cuff Put him in a, put him in a, put him in a cuff

I jump out the Lambo truck, she thought that I lost it
I jump out my red, I put a shot, then I go to Boston
I stay around like 10, that's Austin Everything is awesome, F-A-Fuckin' awesome
And she tell the niggas, watch me They don't know how I cross her

Double O, yeah, the B's level We just gettin' ready for the crossover
Tell the driver you need to pull over Let this bitch come toppin' over
Nurse me at high speed, I need to roll over You can have the fun and fake poppin', yeah
Just like hot soda, y'all niggas don't know how to grow up

Haven't heard you since I was younger All of my friends are dead, leave them in the
cold, put them in the tundra I go gray, child, second I see her, I make
her fumble I was just in Texas with Aaliyah, a pussy
a jungle They wanted a Japanese Beyonc, but I told

her, I'm comin' normal And you play this shit with a white tux and
a nigga like you in a formal It's hot, bitch, it's scorching
On the porch, New York, and She still tryna find young Jordan
I was twenty-four when I had lines I had a dollar and I got two

Twenty-seven when I had Eve And I could finally sleep
And let the sun, let the sun beat me home And let the moon, let the moon set me up

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