oops, we did it rolled it and lit it took one hit and now were in it sore eyes as the weed creeps in it got low basslines but big dreams innit sat on the sofa with get rich quick in a click click trick schemes spinning depict it with no conflicts near shipped it get rich quick but we never submitted or committed the brains tap the ideas slap but the lightyears pass cos ... well ashtray, weed bags, raw rizla and a clean wrap forgetting plans that would have got us rich by the recap © 2026 Hotwife of Pi. All rights reserved. All lyrics are original works written and published under the name Hotwife of Pi and are protected by applicable copyright law. No part of these lyrics may be copied, reproduced, republished, distributed, adapted, performed, recorded, transmitted, used for artificial intelligence or machine-learning training, or otherwise exploited, in whole or in part, without prior written permission from the copyright holder, except where permitted by law.
