Smile ft. Da.trip Lyrics

Girl I miss your smile

Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles

I know that you don't fuck with me

And I know you ain't for the fuckery

Taking my heart was like a robbery

Yeah, yeah, running with a choppa nigga slow I'ma bang, yeah

Running from love, niggas know what I say, yeah

They know I say, yeah

Prada and Trip in this bitch like A and Juice

Demons and angels, like how I fell for you

My demons and angels told me not to fuck with you

Girl

Sitting here like I miss your smile

See you so bright, I need you for a while

You're loud like a fucking crowd

Fix your face, girl, why you frown

Girl I miss your smile

Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles

I know that you don't fuck with me

And I know you ain't for the fuckery

(Da da da)

I know that you don't really fuck with me

Use me for the cash

But you stuck with me

Got away as soon as I could luckily

You ain't fuck with me no more, no more

I've been thinking bout this bag up

If I had to run it, I'm talking bout the cash yeah

You don't know me, but you try to

What you need to do is go and pick up your bible Walk up with a rifle, I don't trifle

If I'm on the top of the pedestal, I'm talking Eiffel

Yeah shawty got some plans for your ass, got a knife, fool

If I did it work, shawty, girl, would I be right for you

Be right for you

Going through the night and I don't know what to do But i've been trying so hard,

I've been going so hard

If I felt like Joker, then I might just play his card

Girl I miss your smile

Thinking bout you like I'm running a thousand miles

I know that you don't fuck with me

And I know you ain't for the fuckery

Prada