King Basha - Sanctuary Lyrics

      

Sanctuary
by King Basha

Chorus 1
Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap, couple carats on the clock, fuck a fed fuck a opp
Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap, couple carats on the clock, fuck a fed fuck a opp

Verse 1
Look at the way that they pity me
Labels been fucking my synergy tryna be frontin bitch im the epitome
Pink as it sway from the heavens my link and my wit steady glisten in synchrony
Who been ahead of me tucking the lick couldn't tether me stuck in their wits like amphetamine
Smoking that spirit no celeby
Hoes in my phone want celebrity, foes wanna mention me talking the old me the better me
Fuck do u know how to better me
Pain let me draw on a enemy
Pen let me sever thee
All of my enemies envy me yamato ready we cutting loose ends dont compare to me
Bad bitch wanna pree the veil, im in mystique apparel got the heat to pair, im in the fickle flickers when you see me
Trick'll rub it for the genie
Cheddar cheddar feta cheeny
Kim told me better heed me, fuck a prenup go and get you a riri
Tracks singing better swing and hail, im in the city centre tryna stick a sale wallet sitting bare to make em see me
Run the gambit with the freebie
Ticket ticket better peep it
Mama praying that im eating, I been running day to day i ain't sleeping

Chorus 2
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me

Verse 2
Get the guap, ima get the rock
Ima get my money, get that pop you see my sippy cup
Ibacus digit em up, wrist looking stuck
Froze, thawing the cut
Whippin the stick with the clutch
Miss with the musk, grill and it look like a tusk
Death to a traitor and death to an enemy
Got some cousins that hum like how cudi be
Know my shoulder is used to me turning cheek
Got a magdalene with me thats tounging me
Put the pin in the crash like a story sheet
She took a hit of the tab put the chrome on me
Digital dash no autonomy
Feel like icarus waxing the art of me
And she all on me

Chorus 1
Got a bad bitch and she feeling me
Running the game like a symphony fucking a bitch that could pray like antigone
Riddle me, silly me
I been ascending my guap, couple carats on the clock, fuck a fed fuck a opp

Chorus 2
Bad bitch and she feeling me
Run the game with the fletcher waves ain't no telling miles im ahead of thee
Antigone
Tell me why its so heavenly
Member berries getting into me
Backtracking till its dead to me