Cakes Da Killa - Oven Ready lyrics

rate me

Every queen tryin’to 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 thing

While a bitch straight spitting this gully cunt slang

Young killa want a million dollar name

Whipping my frame in a shiny new thing

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 you 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

I mean it’s 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 thing 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