Hot Right Now Amp Live (Ft. Bambu, Chris Young (Rap), Dude Royal, Eligh, Fashawn, The Grouch & Zumbi)
Hot right now [x8]
Get it while it's hot [x8]
[Verse 1: Dude Royal]
I'm gon' get it while it's hot cause I don't like it cold
I'm a valley boy rapping so I change the mode
Really not clueless, just a cool negro
Truth be told told, I'm a rap nigga fa' sho
Sick and tired of hearing 'bout all this global warmin'
The reason why it's hot because I came and stormed in
Come get it or not is what I tried to inform them
Can't walk in these shoes cause my vans are smolderin'
[Verse 2: The Grouch]
Fifteen minutes, is it fresh or off?
All the fame you get if the pressure's off
Hot sixteen's, teen dreams and schemes
Buku blog fiends mucho blowin' steam
Yes, man, I'm O.G. in the scene (word)
A long term success, I'm-a be in the green
It ain't buzz
See what I means? I get love
Two different things, but only one is enough
[Verse 3: Fashawn]
I'm on another Fahrenheit, tearing mics
Two-hundred degrees
Burn MC's like kerosene
Upedialyte
Fashawn to remain king, compared to these parasites
They scared of heights
Won't even put up a fight
Just guard your grill, my regime hard to kill
Only connect with architects, now let's build
I rhyme and hit 'em with a little [uh]
'Shawn in the middle
It's venemous, every bar that I scribble, nigga
Get it while it's hot [x8]
[Verse 1: Dude Royal]
I'm gon' get it while it's hot cause I don't like it cold
I'm a valley boy rapping so I change the mode
Really not clueless, just a cool negro
Truth be told told, I'm a rap nigga fa' sho
Sick and tired of hearing 'bout all this global warmin'
The reason why it's hot because I came and stormed in
Come get it or not is what I tried to inform them
Can't walk in these shoes cause my vans are smolderin'
[Verse 2: The Grouch]
Fifteen minutes, is it fresh or off?
All the fame you get if the pressure's off
Hot sixteen's, teen dreams and schemes
Buku blog fiends mucho blowin' steam
Yes, man, I'm O.G. in the scene (word)
A long term success, I'm-a be in the green
It ain't buzz
See what I means? I get love
Two different things, but only one is enough
[Verse 3: Fashawn]
I'm on another Fahrenheit, tearing mics
Two-hundred degrees
Burn MC's like kerosene
Upedialyte
Fashawn to remain king, compared to these parasites
They scared of heights
Won't even put up a fight
Just guard your grill, my regime hard to kill
Only connect with architects, now let's build
I rhyme and hit 'em with a little [uh]
'Shawn in the middle
It's venemous, every bar that I scribble, nigga
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