The Renaissance (feat. Dizzy)

(On this canvas, you're the creator) Haha (You ain't even gotta ask it) (Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch) Paint her face Fuck up the palette, Bob Barker with the stroke, this magic Renaissance mane this classic She got expensive taste, drippin high fashion Racks coming day to day Fuck up the bag, got bitches on me cause I'm having shit You ain't even gotta ask it Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch (Aye) Lead the way That's what they tell me every time that they see that I make a play Ima see what I get in today Tryna see if I flip the stack, what we make I paint her face That's what she begging so I let her swimming all in my paint She better with that shit anyway On my kids bitch, I let her have anyday Leo Da Vinci mane Stomach full now The last supper when I was broke, I ain't hadda plate Got a butler, put this in my safe God he blessed me, it's not a mistake All my sins erased Throw the crumbs away Michelangelo but I ain't sculpting Dave No need for a frame But I'm tryna make a lil sculpture of me, painting on her, aye Paint her face Fuck up the palette, Bob Barker with the stroke, this magic Renaissance mane this classic She got expensive taste, drippin high fashion Racks coming day to day Fuck up the bag, got bitches on me cause I'm having shit You ain't even gotta ask it Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch Paint her face Fuck up the palette, Bob Barker with the stroke, this magic Renaissance mane this classic She got expensive taste, drippin high fashion Racks coming day to day Fuck up the bag, got bitches on me cause I'm having shit You ain't even gotta ask it Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch (Yea) Not a painter but splatter a opp Ion paint but look like basquiat On my prayers, you know that I'm ock I ain't playing but nigga I play them a lot Been a minute frontlining the block Knew that someday that I get on top Aye the world should be mine, if it's already not See my grind, yea they know that I'm hot Yea you gotta go smooth like that nigga Bob Ross Me and Dizzy, niggas flamed up I was gone fuck with that lil shit but the money was calling Had a lil play that came up All red like Raffael, got a beam on his eye like he Kano Pull up back to the stu with the same clothes Shawty skin hella smooth, she got my name on it On my dick, look like glue cause she stayed on it Paint her shit, it ain't like Mona Lisa Tryna give me stack but I don't need her to Aye That's my backup, I swear she a keeper She so sweet, mane they all tryna meet her Acting bold, say hello to my heater She say that I'm cold but I'm giving out fevers They say I'm a goat, sliding in a 2 seater Yea keep playing with, uh, ima delete Masterpiece, yea my art be on TV It's electric, I'm charging the EV I be seen but they hardly gone see me They got my songs on repeat I'm a beast Paint her face Fuck up the palette, Bob Barker with the stroke, this magic Renaissance mane this classic She got expensive taste, drippin high fashion Racks coming day to day Fuck up the bag, got bitches on me cause I'm having shit You ain't even gotta ask it Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch Paint her face Fuck up the palette, Bob Barker with the stroke, this magic Renaissance mane this classic She got expensive taste, drippin high fashion Racks coming day to day Fuck up the bag, got bitches on me cause I'm having shit You ain't even gotta ask it Turn Mona Lisa to a nasty bitch Haha Uh Yuh