Oliver Francis - Lofi 1 lyrics

[Intro: ???] I don't understand what's going on [?] It's uncanny, I'd never guess you were a robot [Oliver] In some 'Preme loafers, roll a o' of doja on the sofa, aye I'm mixing syrup with the soda Smoking an abundance of chronic straight up out the bong, and The last time I checked my bank account was full as my lungs I ain't tryna get too f**ed up, 2 fours gonna pour 2 cups up Boof pack gonna roll 2 blunts up Shawty hit my phone like "ayye-yo what's up?" f**ing coughing like I got sleep apnea, she want bong rips, a blonde b**h in the pa**enger A product of the shaolin since age ten, [?] with the sword and [?] with the pen Another rainy day in the 'Preme pancho, and you can tell my haters 'domo arigato.' Yeah, 'cause all these kids off the sh**s B, yeah, new [?] jeans with the ripped knees Yeaaah, sippin' amaretto, hoes on my dick 'cause I look like Jared Leto I've been balling since '92, I've been chillin' smoking marijuana by the ocean view. Ayy, how your a** fat as Khloe Kardashian? How your mans ain't broke but he just ain't go no cash with him? My, flow ballistic, down with the sickness, hoes on my dick 'cause I look like Scott Disick Champagne with the Act 'cause I like how it fizz You ain't balling like I'm balling, you ain't fresh as I'm is [?] with the samurai sword, smoked out, loud pack in the Honda Accord Yeah, Now I ain't tryna get too f**ed up, 2 fours gonna pour 2 cups up Boof pack gonna roll 2 blunts up Shawty hit my phone like "ayye-yo what's up?" Yeah, 'cause all these kids off the sh**s B, new [?] jeans with the ripped knees So go and pour a little liquor in my chalice please, the fallacy is I ain't got enough Palace tees, b**h