Ain't In LA

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk
And the, uh, gemstones in the teeth, goin' dumb
And the, uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain
Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk
And the, uh, gemstones in the teeth, goin' dumb
And the, uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain

She shares a room with her younger brother
Clothes secondhand from her best friend's father
Cut 'em all up, yeah, she got her own style
Madonna on the wall, next to Destiny's Child

And she's said that
She knows she's beautiful, huh
And she's said that
Her dreams don't live at home

Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk
And the, uh, gemstones in the teeth, goin' dumb
And the, uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain

All the girls in them unknown cities
You're so unique and your face so pretty
Don't look like anyone, you're not just anyone
I'd rather be a nobody than to be like everyone

And you wrote that
That you know you're beautiful, uh
And you're taught that
Your dreams don't live at home

Maybe tonight, we don't gotta run away
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A
Enjoy the ride, I know that you might wanna escape
It's all a lie, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk
And the, uh, gemstones in the teeth, goin' dumb
And the, uh, light the cigarette with the propane (yeah, yeah, oh-oh)
Uh, Honda Civic doin' donuts in the rain

Maybe tonight (uh)
We don't gotta run away (uh, no)
It's all a lie (uh)
Oh, the baddest bitches ain't in L.A (uh)