Mulch On My Shoes Lyrics

I got mulch on my shoes

I got mulch on my shirt

Bitches writing letters like it's Blue's Clues (Yuh)

Mulch on my pants

They call me Steve

Cuz I'm Harvey

Like the boys

I'm always Hardy (Hardy boys)

I'm never late

I'm only tardy

And my voice

Like Playboi Carti

Where 'dis mulch comin' from

Where 'dis mulch comin' from

I'm heatin' up, I'm the sun

I'm like Jesus, I'm the son

Bitch I'm Jesus, I'm the son

She no Mary, she took my son

She no Mary, she took my son

Women call me Wii Sports, 'cuz I'm really fun

They call me Wii Sports

'Cuz I'm a home run

Yeah, she just want me for my mulch

I just wanna buy a Porsche (From Germany)

Hoo, I just went to Jewel Osco

Bought a couple gallons of that choccy milk

She wanna buy me some mulch, but I said no

I like drive a fast car

She said, "yabbidy yabbidy yabbidy yah,

Encanto isn't Pixar"

I keep on buying mulch she said my money won't last, yah

When I go to Taco Bell I get a baja blast (Eh)

Who the fuck is Ronald Reagan

Probably just bitch that wanna get naked (Dude, that's not funny)

Haven't bathed in weeks, now I've got a rash

I just a pigeon with a fat ass (Brrrr)

Look at this mulch, it's kinda brown

You can't scoop that, but he stepped down

And I ain't mess with you, you smell like poo

Dirty pig, living north of Wrightwood Avenue

Where 'dis mulch comin' from

Where 'dis mulch comin' from

I'm heatin' up, I'm the sun

I'm like Jesus, I'm the son

Bitch I'm Jesus, I'm the son

She no Mary, she took my son

She no Mary, she took my son

Women call me Wii Sports, 'cuz I'm really fun

They call me Wii Sports

'Cuz I'm a home run