White Trash Life

I ain’t got much, but that’s the way it goes
I’m a failure, yeah maybe so
I just live my life that you called a trend
But I’mma stay this way to the very end
White trash, that’d be the life for me
White trash, that’s all I’ll ever be
White trash, that’d be the life for me
White trash, that’s all I’ll ever be
It’s the white trasher, house party crasher
Y’all don’t wanna mess with me
I’m pulling up to the party on a grey ten speed
Saying «What up dog, it’s Big B!»
I’m not braggin', Dickie Saggin'
Someone’s on the wall, that’s what I’m taggin'
Cadillac pimpin', PBR sippin'
You wanna step to this kid, you must be trippin'
And I ain’t gonna stop 'til I reach the top
Barbecuing in the front yard, cars in the back
Neighbors upstairs saying I don’t know how to act
We’re hot rod rollin', big can holin'
Wish I had a chain but homie I ain’t golden
Loud mouth speakin', whiskey drinkin'
Catch me late night on the streets just creepin'
First name basis at the county jail
You know it’s messed up when your friends and family don’t answer the phone to
bring you bail
Yeah, tattooed from head to toe
Getting dirty looks wherever I go
Harley ridin', never law abidin'
Kid you stepping up, I guarantee we fightin'!
I’ve never been the type to be like them
I’ve never been the type to wanna fit in
I love punk rock and hip hop, low rider chop top
Pretty girls in tank tops
I like big trucks and choppers, lead sleds and boppers
Pin up girls in red lipstick and Guarders
Thats what I like!