[Intro - IATG]
I paint it perfect n***a, 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 n***a
Check this out

[Hook - IATG]
We cop Jordans: you coppin knock offs
Ya'll bitches cookie dough: ya'll soft
N***a 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
N***as say they this, n***as 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 n***as 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