THE EDGE - Cotis

Smoking room, so typical

I stick around 'till I feel it in my chest

I’m a mess but I got it under control

It’s all good 'till my lungs turn black

Hey, hey

I don’t wanna know what to expect

Shit, boy, poor stray-ay

Now I’m really living on the edge

I like girls who party girls, like me 'cause I’m lit (fuck)

She like being naughty, yeah, I like taking wrist

Spend two thousands on some cody, hey

I bought her as a gift

I’m no after party, baby if you need to leave

Going too crazy, someone just want me to chill (what?)

The room is spinning, hope I make it out of here

The way I’m living, don’t know if this and well

Who cares?

Who cares?

I can worry about myself

Smoking room, so typical

I stick around 'till I feel it in my chest

I’m a mess but I got it under control

It’s all good 'till my lungs turn black (turn black)

Hey, hey

I don’t wanna know what to expect

Shit, boy, poor stray-ay

Now I’m really living on the edge