Oven Ready

[Verse 1]
Every queen tryna rap but we all not reigning
Diamond studded crown on my thrown like what you saying
When I pull it back they be like "Cakey, why you raging?"
Took my rollers out so n***ahs know I ain't playing
Just saying
Just respect that I'm doing my thang
While a bitch straight spitting this gully cunt slang
Young killa want a million dollar name
Whipping my frame in a shiny new thang

[Verse 2]
Little birdie think she cute
So I keep her in a coop
Cause she staring at my bread tryna stick me for my loot
One thing I wish
I wish a bitch would
But in hindsight I know a faggot wish he could
Do it like this get ya stick on wood
Talking cement when I'm bent over like
And if I said it take it literal
I was never too keen on subliminals

[Verse 3]
But ahhhh
I mean its shade on the panel
How you claiming legend when ya shit is all samples
How these little faggots think it's Cakey they can handle
Bitch I'm oven ready and you hot like a candle
Doing this thang for some plaques on my mantle
Oval office stunting bout to pull a scandal
And you know Cakes is here for them diamonds
Bitch in first class off a motherfucking rhyming