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marky b - pops & bangs lyrics

(marky b, razza, bradford to hull
big up the yorkshire gang, yo, git back)

when i dip that clutch, it pops and bangs
i don’t want a bird that’s got onlyfans
so let’s make some plans
when i’m in a sick whip with a spliff in my hand
you’d better make me your mister man
then post bare pics up on instagram
i keep running from pigs, i’m shifting grams
took a whip off the mid for a long distance

yeah, yeah, i get lost and i rise on a daily
but i swear down she’s driving me crazy
used to be in love with the b+tches
now i’ve got one and she’s always near me
big lad’s back, about to get wavy
shotting out woods and charlie daily
but the best thing about it, none of that’s near me
can’t go jail g
and i’m always ripping up the track like
and i still spеnd hours in the trap like
yeah thе flow’s gonna bang like a mac+9
can’t squash beef ’cause i’m living in a past life
straight up mush, yeah there ain’t no gang sign
north bransholme, that’s where i rep mine
real go+getter, you might get twisted
one phone call, tick off the hit list
when i dip that clutch, it pops and bangs
i don’t want a bird that’s got onlyfans
so let’s make some plans
when i’m in a sick whip with a spliff in my hand
you’d better make me your mister man
then post bare pics up on instagram
i keep running from pigs, i’m shifting grams
took a whip off the mid for a long distance

hold up, ’cause mark’s on a rampage
these man can’t chat about gang mate
like what do the fans say?
i just got two grand in my bank mate
and that’s bad mate
youtube plays and my soundcloud bangs mate
took a chase off an estate, not what i fancy
i might chance it, still pop red in the transit, smashed it
i’ll ring brandon to come ram them
in a shogun, hilux, dinger, it’s random
marky’s in the party, standard
if you know a slag then i’ve banged them
i just jizzed on her face and i jizzed on her bum
back lane beat upstairs f+cking her mum
i said “what have you done?”
he come back downstairs with blood on his thumb
when i dip that clutch, it pops and bangs
i don’t want a bird that’s got onlyfans
so let’s make some plans
when i’m in a sick whip with a spliff in my hand
you’d better make me your mister man
then post bare pics up on instagram
i keep running from pigs, i’m shifting grams
took a whip off the mid for a long distance

yeah i’ve always made bangers
i’ve always had cash
now i get these ps from the flake and the bash
quick time, see blue lights gotta dash
i’m a family man now just chasing the cash
la+dee+da+dee, it’s time to party
boys go barmy, grams of the charlie
grafting b+tches, ain’t no snitches
now i’m on a klubluv track with marky

yo razza, i am predicting a mazza
v6 rammer make big man scatter
g make ’em flatter, f+ck a two banger
i’ll be on the block in a shogun rammer

it’s a madness, east and west yorks trappers
d cat slammers, 4×4 rammers
and i bought a few grams for your afters
but please remember your manners

- marky b lyrics

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