[Produced by Grant Heus]

[Intro:]

Detectivo Brickson on the track

[Verse 1:]

I been winning and winning

Last year was just the beginning

You try to tell me I ain't nice we got a different opinion

I got a perfect game on y'all I'm going inning to inning

Ship you out like UPS, call me Finnegan Brennan

Wrote the first track in 30 minutes done in one take

Still went harder than the track y'all dropped three months late

This is serious flow 'cause now I'm high-key rapping

But I'm still dropping one liners for y'all IG captions

I stay dropping heat, I must be the best

Play my tracks on your bus, y'all must be impressed

We got automatic beef like y'all wired for hating

Usually wait to respond but I'm tired of waiting

Ain't nobody out here dropping tracks like me

Y'all got state bound hopes but that's just not likely

All my tracks doing numbers, I can see y'all are awed

Hott Girlz going off the college just to study abroad

[Bridge 1:]

[Max:] Dan! Dan! What're you running today?

[Dan:] 4x4 let's get it!

[Verse 2:]

Every track I drop, it's high-key hard

Yo team too cocky with them high PR's

The numbers say we better and they right, we are

So much heat the last track that you might be scarred

Y'all ain't never been about it

That's something that's been clear to see

A team full of broads

That's how y'all appear to me

I take a step up y'all just falling away

Summer runs you go a mile then y'all call it a day

World War Z over this like a cool down run

But I'm coming with this heat, yeah I ain't cooled down none

Y'all ain't "hot girls" y'all not even cool broads

Selling all ya clothes so you can by yourself some juul pods

Gratching houses, y'all not suited for that

Based off your last track, y'all not suited for rap

Y'all not suited for track, y'all not suited for cross

Y'all not suited for winning so Ima hand you this loss

[Bridge 2:]

[Daniel:] Are you ready?

[Verse 3:]

Back to back on the back nine

Half a thousand views let my tracks shine

Y'all can't hang with us we at the front

Y'all at the back line

And I heard y'all dissin'

So I'm thinking that it's Detectivo Brickson on the track time

We at the top let's keep that in orda'

Your Green Jeeps not hangin' with the Ford Explorer

A member of the Hott Girlz; you'd hate to be it

And 8th at sectionals; you just hate to see it

I was first introduced as a secret weapon

I ain't a secret now but I still keep y'all guessing

I ain't a student now, I just teach y'all lessons

Detectivo gonna run at every meet, I reckon

Last year. Four tracks. You couldn't face all that

Now this new one goin' crazy like it's Tumbs with a baseball bat!

Yeah everything you say all wack

Won't catch me off ghost yeah I stay off snap

Wasn't gonna drop names but I guess I need to;

Power couple last year but now Goat don't need you

We the best cross team got it in the bag

Sophomores running PR's, shoutout Rick Wags

Y'all don't want another war cuz you know you won't win

Dobbers sending all those threats but she won't do a thing

I'm not holding back at all, just a late disclaimer

Y'all beefing but still go to every Finco banger

I'm looking at yo team and you all the same

Banking in this last verse so I'm callin' game

Goat to state once again, call that a three-peat

Nastia at the mound but it ain't for PreMeet

Let it run, Grant

[Outro:]

[Lance:] Let's get it! We've been training all year for this!

This is our State! This is where we all PR! This is where we win!