Murda - Gimme lyrics

[Hook: Quavo] Gimme the beat and I be the ba** Gimme yo b**h and I beat her face Gimme the pot and I be the cake Gimme the AK, I [?] Just gimme [?] Gimme, just gimme Gimme, Gimme, Gimme (DJ Durel!) Gimme the beat and I be the ba** Gimme yo b**h and I beat her face Gimme the pot and I be the cake Gimme the AK, I [?] Just gimme [?] Gimme, just gimme Gimme, Gimme, Gimme (DJ Durel!) [Verse 1: Quavo] Gimme the pot and I give you a taste [?] like bath salts I got a bad b**h [?] said she came out of Na**au Remember the day, my mama started crying 'Cause I pulled up in that NASCAR My lil n***a [?] they callin him [?] cause he dope and he pa**ed the test Poppin percs and I [?] These rappers be acting like Ha**elhoff Pa**ed you the rock and you scared to ball I got yo lil b**h on a date at the mall He know that you gone, she scared to call When you get home she dead my dog We came from the bottom ain't scared to fall (Nah! Nah!) Been runnin from 12 my legs exhausted (Woo! Woo!) [?] can't plug in the sockets I fit a hunnid ten racks in some pockets Free all my n***as they eatin on pockets [Hook: Quavo] Gimme the beat and I be the ba** Gimme yo b**h and I beat her face Gimme the pot and I be the cake Gimme the AK, I [?] Just gimme [?] Gimme, just gimme Gimme, Gimme, Gimme (DJ Durel!) Gimme the beat and I be the ba** Gimme yo b**h and I beat her face Gimme the pot and I be the cake Gimme the AK, I [?] Just gimme [?] Gimme, just gimme Gimme, Gimme, Gimme (DJ Durel!)