[Intro - IATG]

I paint it perfect nigga, I go HARD in the paint

Nah mean? That's why I think I'm Bob Ross

That's cause I go HARD in the paint nigga

Check this out

[Hook - IATG]

We cop Jordans: you coppin knock offs

Ya'll bitches cookie dough: ya'll soft

Nigga we heatin up: call us Hot Sauce

And we go hard in the paint: Bob Ross

[Verse 1 - Rimmer]

Money$Team swag, rhyme schemes zag

The paint's white as cocaine

We shooting up motherfuckers like John Wayne

Niggas say they this, niggas say that

But when they get dissed, they don't know the definition combat

I ain't a saint, swagging so hard, motherfucker wanna restraint

I'm hard in the paint, put sin in assassin, I'm blasting

Surpassing, put me on a song, I'm everlasting

[Verse 2- Supa Dupa Jesus]

Pick up my piece, call that shit a paint brush

Cause I splatter red everywhere like a paint brush

Yeah naked broads everywhere, classical art

Check my wrist b, yellow, Simpson, Bart

Leave my enemies full of scars, Lion King

Fuck Cole son, I’m Simba, The Lion King

Yeah, call me Michelangelo son

Because my art shows you the heavens, biting a gun

[Hook]

[Verse 3 - J-Franks]

Like Bob Ross with an erection, I go hard in the paint

I'm the boss, no exceptions, you look at me like I'm a saint

Drew Brees touchdown, all these other rappers clown

I'm the Superman of this shit, ancestors from Cape Town

The Broncos won their division with the help of Jesus

Tebow went to church, said "only Money$Team can please us"

Bob Ross in this bitch, coloring is amazing

Money$Team got the green, hell yeah, we blazing

[Verse 4 - 6xPlatinum]

Call ya professor

6x in this bitch, Van Gogh's only successor

Y'all know I got that DaVinci flow

I'm on that Night Watch tip

Harder than an authentic Michaelangelo

Got you screamin' in this bitch

So much Monet, got scores of Water Lilies

My artwork in a museum, yours hangin' in Chili's

Givin' birth to the Venus

Got your bitch puttin' her watermark on my penis

[Hook]

[Verse 5 - Bob Ross]

I'm the, Picasso of the Money$Team

Hard in the paint, you know my favorite colors green

I paint like Rivera, But I am from America

And I drop bombs, It's looking like Guernica

Harder in the paint, than the dude from Kentucky

And when I go in, even Andrew ain't Lucky

I paint like a psycho, made El Greco get Geico

A pictures worth a 1,000 words, and that ain't a typo

[Verse 6 - IATG]

I use my paintbrush all the time: get bitches wet

To motherfuckers with no skills I'm a fuckin threat

I beat the pussies so hard, I'm takin bitches to the vet

I get head, I'm blown like Squidward's clarinet

Hard in the paint Bob Ross in this bitch

Crucify niggas and leave 'em on the cross in this bitch

I'm a long bomber: Randy Moss in this bitch

Fuck math son, I subtract bitches bras in this bitch, bitch

[Hook]

[Verse 7 - FreeJC]

I'm like Leo DaVinci mixed with Doctor J

I'm like Slim Shady mixed with Dr. Dre

I'm like Chocolate Thunder mixed with Vanilla Ice

Except my cold flow's smoother like it's churned twice

I'm a rap artist so call me Rozay Bob Ross

JC's a top boss and some would say I pop jaws

Ya girl's gets me off cause she can't get off me

You got bologna swag, son you're just a soft G

[Hook]

[Verse 8 - PrettyFlocko]

I be that pretty motherfucker

Better yet Pretty Flocko

Fuckin' up your bitch my name is Deuce Bigalow

In other words your bitch paid me to be a Male Gigolo

Can't stop me like the throne

Find me chillin' at home gettin' dome

Won't stop till her pussy overthrown

Beat it real good till' it turn to a scone