Burning GRM Daily (Ft. Dutchavelli & M Huncho)

[Intro]
Quincy, tell 'em

[Verse 1: Dutchavelli & M Huncho]
Free smoke, got the city all burning (Brr)
Still feels like my opps ain't learning
Trigger on the dot's too sensitive
Told bro, "Take your time when you're turning" (Yeah)
Trap came fully unfurnished
Twenty-four hours and they're looking refurbished
Nothin' ain't changed but the home address
Still make a sweet one put the wap in a Birkin (Trust)
Don't care if that chick can't dance
Tryna make sure that the phone line twerking (Brr)
See how they wanna ride this wave?
Didn't see their face when I'm sofa surfing (Nope)
If this music ting don't work, there's one thing that I know for certain, I'm in the trap
I keep on serving (Yeah)
Serving on serving, I served up Martin, now he's on a flying carpet
Walked in on Martin piping his arm in the morning, moving lethargic
Wonder where he is right now, man, I hope that brudda didn't OD
You know you got that special bond always with a certain fiend
Went from the pit of hell, who woulda thought we'll be doing up mosh pits? (Gang)
My brother still lock it, stock it, buy it, sell it, cook it and rock it (Whip)
Bro still cook it and rock it, only a boss could cover these losses
28K when I bought this Cuban
And the Rollie ain't bust down? Then I don't want it (Facts)
It's Dutch from the fifth but I still take trips to The Tropics
Got your bitch in a foreign whip, she gon' pull down the zipper, tell her to slop it