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