Bury Me With a Cartload, Behind Walmart in a Ditch all Alone

[Intro] (Oh, that's just Karen) [Chorus] I might never come back home So if I die, while complainin bout produce i been sold Bury me with my cartload Behind the Walmart, in a ditch all alone 'Cause I don't want nobody hearing how I behaved I don't want my family to go through that shame So bury me with my cartload Behind the Walmart in a ditch all alone [Verse 1] (Milli-Vanilli be singing, huh?) (No...) Yeah, bury me with this cartload 'Cause I'm chasing the gift card for my troubles and might never come back home Can't believe that I made it this far, 'cause I really came up out the clearance rack like an asshole This ain't only for me, my girl Jen in the passenger seat, they might think I'm white trash though Throwin back shots, and shakin my ass, put the coupons in my hand and I'm shopping just cuz im bored Got a complaint, and a slap, and a mouth full of crap, and a grudge that I'll never let go of Raise a glass to the nights I ain't got punched but came close when I think back, ma, I get riled up If the manager don't help, I'ma still find light in the fire from the bridges I burned up Put a stone by this cart full of food, bury me cuz I'm rude, drop a deuce on my grave bring them turds up [Chorus] I might never come back home So if I die, complaining bout what I been sold Bury me with my cart load Behind a wall mart, in a ditch all alone 'Cause I don't want nobody poopin on my grave I don't want my family to go through that pain So bury me with my cartload Behind Walmart, in a ditch all alone [Bridge] (In a ditch all alone) (A ditch all alone) [Verse 2] I'm a bar slut, I get sauced, I've been pta president, I wear a cross, and everyone at church still call me fake I had people I love look me dead in the eyes, smack they lips and then slapped in my face Everybody ain't impressed and that hurts, but it's true, had to learn how to carry that weight Karma comes quick and the manager don't miss, I'll be smiling while facing security at Walmart Tell my babies I love 'em, and every mistake that I made was because they my heart Let 'em take what they want out my cart , they just hope that I ain't gonna start Let the world say whatever they think, for the record, I was never too smart Bury me behind the Walmart, and tell them all I am lame [Chorus] I might never come back home So if I die, with this crap I stole Bury me with a cartload Behind Walmart, in a ditch all alone 'Cause I don't want nobody thinkin I wasn't trying to save I don't want my family to go through that pain So bury me with this cartload Behind Walmart in a ditch all alone [Outro] (in a ditch all alone) (in a ditch all alone) (in a ditch all alone) (in a ditch all alone) (in a ditch all alone) (While im screaming into my phone)