Ain't In LA

Back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Gemstones in the teeth go dumb, and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain
Back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Gemstones in the teeth go dumb, and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain

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

And she's all that
'Cause she knows she's beautiful
And she's taught 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.

Back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Gemstones in the teeth go dumb, and the

Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain

All of 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're all that
'Cause you know you're beautiful
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.

Back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Gemstones in the teeth go dumb, and the
Light the cigarette with the propane
Honda Civic doing donuts in the rain

Maybe tonight
We don't gotta run away (No)
It's all a lie
The baddest bitches ain't in L.A.