Lyrics

Hey, it’s Brae-Brae takin’ the stage,
Reppin’ Syrup Town, we’re flippin’ the page.
I’m here to compete, with my science and beats.
I’m only eight years old but my flow’s full-grown,
Got syrup in my pocket and a Tesla coil I own!

Yo judges watch, can you do this move?
Bet your thumbs don’t got that groove.
Judges say “Whoa!” when I bust that bend,
My thumb doin’ yoga — got a twisty end!

Got my Tesla coil zappin’, it’s glowin’ real bright,
Oh my gosh— “look at that light?!”

Maple syrup drippin’, but I ain’t sticky,
I’m slick with the tricks and my rhymes stay tricky. Sticky? Nope — I’m slick and quick,
My rhymes bounce back like a syrup trick!
Got that coil buzzin’ with electric flair,
And a pageant wave like I just don’t care!

Judges in shock, they drop their pens,
Like “Did her thumb just bend again?”

Maple syrup, zap zap pow,
Watch my Tesla coil light up now!
Bringing the heat, maple Syrup pageant vibes, with electric beats!

Judges wide-eyed, better snap your pics quick.
Because you know this thumb bend is pretty slick.
Braelynn’s the name, syrup’s the fame,
My thumb bends wild, and I spark the flame!

Zap it, twist it, syrup drip thick,
Braelynn got a talent that just click-click-click!
Judges, take notes — she’s the one you should pick,
With maple in her soul and her lightbulb lit!