This one was hard to rap 😅 lyrics where fire today 😎😎🤯🤯 Yo, you claimin' you a queen, but that’s a joke, Your rhymes are like your aura, straight-up broke. You cheap like a dollar store, pinching them cents, Every verse you drop just don’t make sense. Tryna step to me? That’s a sad fool's game, You can’t catch fire, kid , you’re just propane. Your look’s like a shadow, no glow, all gloom, I shine like a diamond; you wilt in the room. Talkin' big ,but your numbers don’t add, You a broke little wannabe, it’s kinda sad. I’m the chef in this kitchen, cookin' up real spice, You just microwave meals,how’s that feel twice? Sweaters sweaters sweaters Can’t you just make a song Better Sweaters sweaters sweaters TNT we the go getters Sweaters sweater sweaters I’m the queen so bow down to letters