Ain’t In LA Lyrics

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth go 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 go 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 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, uh
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.​

Uh, back it up, subwoofers in the trunk, and the
Uh, gemstones in the teeth go dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' 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, 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 go dumb, and the
Uh, light the cigarette with the propane
Uh, Honda Civic doin' 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.