Letra de Mozart (feat. Blimes & Gifted Gab) - Qveen Herby

[Chorus: Qveen Herby]
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Yeah, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Uh, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart? (Yeah)

[Verse 1: Qveen Herby]
Young, unafraid, Alexander Wang
Fresh in the game, but I'm no beginner (Fresh)
M's to my name and the people say
I be hittin' more scores than Hans Zimmer
[?], I dick it bigger
When they peak out, I be puttin' up pillars
Pitchin' no hitters, MJ on thrillers
Reptilian like my rhyme is Godzilla
I'm the illest bitch alive, been through the sewage now
Cut a couple deals, if it's trashy, I say screw it now
See the enemy ship comin' at me and I shoot 'em down
Say you don't believe in all the hype, but you believe it now
Yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Gifted Gab]
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Uh, flow so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Uh, flow so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?

[Verse 2: Gifted Gab]
When I hear this beat, I need to dance
Espresso color, pleated pants
Cut off with the tube socks showing
She can't help that when she sees me, she sees romance
She gon' get invested in it and purchase stocks
I verb a lot, you woulda thought
My daddy was a dentist, way I learned to floss
But he's a Blues Brother, I only got soul like Birkenstocks
Wolfgang Amadeus, weed bang, then they pay us
No escort, got an S corp with employees and a net worth
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Plus, I network like the business tier and the Wi-Fi
Listen dry eyes, keep the vision clear, yeah, yeah
It's three queens on the track, but ain't no bitch in here

[Chorus: Blimes Brixton]
Bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Uh, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Yeah, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?
Rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Yeah, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart, uh
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?

[Verse 3: Blimes Brixton]
Yeah, uh
Y'all gon' believe the hype
Trying to find, I'm sorta like china white
Diamonds on my mic, got flow on ice
I know my opulence is awfully bright
I bet you thought you saw the Lord, the lights
Qveen Herb on a sing brings all the knights
I got a thing for the noble type
He keep the peace like the Nobel Prize
Plus he giving me them Chopin vibes, haha, look
I'm rare like Vermeer
I'm Van Gogh, I might tear off an ear
Salvador Dali got the molly, it's a party over here
Frida Kahlo brought the bottles
Bitches hopping out the Model T
And [?] 'bout to check the time
'Cause when we leave, hoes crying like it's Liechtenstein
But it's fine, every time I pitch a line, I ain't gotta try hard
I would die for the art, nigga, uh

[Chorus: Qveen Herby, Gifted Gab & Blimes Brixton, All]
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Yeah, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart?
Yeah, bitches got me lookin' like Mozart
Yeah, rhymin' on a beat like it's fine art
Yeah, flowin' so cold, diamonds froze heart
Why these bitches got me lookin' like Mozart? Uh