Sesame Street (Extended Version)

Hehe, hehe, yeah Ooh, let me (Lucid) Ayy, ooh, hey Ayy, I do it Run that bitch up like a track meet, mm Run that bitch up like a track meet, mm Gimme the pack and I might tax that She gotta fatty, I might tap that Gimme ya addy we pulling up to ya pad Then we gon pull out the rattle and go click-clack, ooh I ride that bitch like a boat with a sail on it She suck my dick, then I bail on her, ooh I got a pack in a box that says mail on it Open it up and then sell it all, ooh I'm from the street, man, I feel like sesame, uh All of these thotties wanna have sex with me, uh Whip it and flip it, I know the recipe Remember me, y'all niggas been sleeping But, now you texting me, mm She ride my dick like a skateboard, yo I get the bop, I don't date whores, ew I gave her Xanax, she might deep throat I got my tool straight from Home Depot, yeah Lit pimpin', wrist pimpin', whip pimpin' shit, okay Piss on my wrist, yellow diamonds, yeah they sick, okay Okay, I'm fly like a bird, uh-huh (trap) What you heard? Uh-huh (remix) Elmo, mm-mm. Big Bird I'm first, you third, mm-mm What's the word? mm-mm I don't know, mm-mm, you scurred I'm livin' like Grover Momma raised a soldier (Joey) Call up Bert and Ernie (Joey) Put you in a coma Call up my niggas, we need like ten of them (ten of them) Look at my watch, it look like a Tennyson (Ben Tennyson) Pull up on niggas and when we pull out a trigger We finna put out that light like it's Thomas Edison, wow You niggas Trash like you Oscar, mm I fuck that bitch, broke her posture, mm Pull up, we smokin' them pistols is shootin' my niggas Got work like they Rastas, huh Count with a nigga, like one, ah-ah, ah-ah Two, ah-ah, ah-ah Three, ah-ah, ah-ah Bitches on my dick like I'm Count, okay She don't wanna fuck, then give me mouth, okay I'ma run that check up then I'm out, okay I want that cookie like Cookie Monster She keep calling me Dad, but I'm not her father I pull up with Big Birds and we get it poppin' I don't know none of these niggas, but they been jocking shit, man I'm from the street, man, I feel like sesame All of these thotties wanna have sex with me, wow Whip it and flip it, I know the recipe Remember me, y'all niggas been sleeping And now you texting me, mm Okay, now lit pimpin', wrist pimpin', whip pimpin' shit, okay Piss on my wrist, yellow diamonds, yeah, they sick, okay