Magdalene

[Intro: E L U C I D] Yeah She's like, "How you- how you like it?" I said, "I like it like butter" [Verse 1: E L U C I D] Suck my dick and tell me I'm beautiful How I wake up in her jaws been the usual What's sacred, what's suitable What's profane, Magdalene Wash me with her hair from sole to cuticle Send him through the roof Straight up to the moon again Moody control, getting at the root Seed bearing fruit Breaking skin, I got the juice now Can't waste a minute, I birthed a few styles Who they hot-pursuing? I heard I was in Houston Won't catch 'em running like that brother from Carson Black market arms push up the margin Buffing chinks in the armor Weighing Carbon's karma Don't tell me who you are, I'm asking who you aren't All city, tell me where you want it I'll be there in the morning Deserving of the rarest garments Riding 'round buzzed Peel toward darkness Scrape your face to this Bought three Ziplocs couldn't wait to spark it Finger lime in the spice shop, spinning Spilling cheap red on white socks Planetary rhythm Odd pocket on the houndstooth Sliding through Sometime the song find you Uh [Chorus: E L U C I D] Don't ask me how I get it, trust I get it, ha Don't ask me how I get it, bet I get it (Don't ask me how I-) Ay, Don't ask me how I get it, trust I get it (Trust I- uh) Don't ask me how I get it, that I get it, ha (That I-) [Verse 2: billy woods] She said, "Come get me and I'm yours," then the line went dead Put bread on her phone, she said the same in a text Bro said, "She don't wanna be saved, get it through your fuckin' head" (Get it through your fuckin' head) Mulled it over, then slept all day so I could drive the next Still dark when I left Streets empty, window cracked wishin' I still smoked cigarettes Check engine light lit Brights plow the night Split-lip selfie, said he'd never do it again He done it twice She wish she never left me, wish she could make it right She cried, I cried Been waiting my whole life, I'ma hold on tight Won't make the same mistakes Broken white lines, blowin' through states Ridin' clean, so I don't give a fuck 'bout Jake Eighteen months clean, barely touched the brakes When I kiss her in dreams I can taste the acetate Couldn't get hard, watched her masturbate Blood trickle out one nostril Ball was a masquerade Jerked awake Rest area in the Carolinas, judging by the plates Ate Chick-fil-a Gas station sink, wash my face Text again, nothing since yesterday Funny feeling, a familiar weight Returned the key, bought a pack, grimaced at the taste Couldn't finish, wheels spinnin' Car full of ghosts, HOV lane Coast right off the interstate Straight to voicemail It's a familiar rage Far from home but it's a familiar place GPS my fate Human remains when you dredge those lakes The road narrows, lush underbrush pressing The vehicle barrels Doubt and questions rattle like wedding cans on the getaway car