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