White Trash

I'm finally on the up and up

A lil' 401K

Traded in my trailer park

For a baby hood with a gate

We finally got a castle

Last one on the right, you can't miss it

Upgraded from the barbed wire

Now I got a nice picket

I can play high class all day but some things never change

I can't hide it in a closet

I can't stuff it in a trunk

I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk

I can keep it clean on Sundays

And keep the lights and water on

But I can't keep my white trash off the line

Car engine from a flowerbed

In a whiskey bottle base

Cadillac on a cinderblock

Duct tape on every other thing

Milk carton in the sunroom

Bugs out the back scream

Dog hair on the restoration highway

Who says you can't have nice things?

I can't hide it in a closet

I can't stuff it in a trunk

I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk

I can keep my roots from showing

But I'm still dishwater blind

And I can't keep my white trash off the line

New money, old habits

Loveseat in the plastic

Steak fingers in a basket

New money, old habits

I can't hide it in a closet

I can't stuff it in a trunk

I always know there's treasure buried somewhere in the junk

I can keep it clean on Sundays

And keep the lights and water on

But I can't keep my white trash off the line

Got more rooms than the Jones'

Y'all and I'm still addin' on

But I can't keep my white trash off the line

I'm finally on the up and up

I'm finally on the up and up