ORRIONN - Timer lyrics

Oh god, what am I supposed to do now?
What the fuck is this? This is
Oh my god, stop the music

Oh my god, what the fuck, man?
Can't believe it's time to set my timer
On my clock, man d-d don't wanna be late
B-b-bitch, I wanna be on perfect timing
It's not the right day to
Cook all your friends

Bitch, get the fuck up off my dick
You're starting to get the
Entire mandem sick
Get away, it's starting to itch
Get around me and get flinched
Get across my path and get bitched bitch

Oh my god what a coincidence
You got fucked who the fuck gives a fuck
You ain't ready for the Glock to get
You're in love with me? It's
Time to move on

Oh my god, what the fuck, man?
Can't believe it's time to set my timer
On my clock, man d-d don't wanna be late
B-b-bitch, I wanna be on perfect timing
It's not the right day to
Cook all your friends

Bitch, aye, yeah

Aye, aye, aye, aye aye, yeah, aye, yeah
Aye, yeah, aye, yeah aye, yeah, aye, yeah

Ha ha ha ha ha ha