So, Lay Lay, where you from?
Uh, I'm from Houston.
The Bayou City.
No...
Houston.
Didn't you hear me?
Uh, that's what they call Houston.
[laughing]
Oh, right. My home town just goes by so many names
that one just slipped my mind.
[ringing]
Oh hey, excuse me, my friend Booder's calling.
- Yeah, take your time. - Of course.
We're not finding out anything about him that we can use.
Then we'll have to get even shadier.
Sadie Alexander.
I'm rubbing off on you in all the right ways!
Hey, what's up, Booder?
No, you can't put me on hold.
Come on, Sadie. Let's hear what he says.
Oh, good, you're back. OK, listen.
Bethany finally responded to one of my texts.
She said, "Stop texting me."
But still, that's progress.
Hold on, I hear something.
Anyway, I'm doing this rap battle,
and the girl I'm up against says she's from Houston but...
there's something shady about it.
Get back in here!
Hey! Where'd you guys come from?
- Upstairs! - The kitchen!
Were you spying on me?
What? No!
It's like you just popped up out of nowhere.
Uh, maybe you popped up out of nowhere.
Well, guess what? I know your secret, Lay Lay.
You're not from Houston,
And tonight, I'm gonna tell everyone
where you're really from.
[honking]
My ride is here.
But brace yourself, because the truth is coming.
He must've seen me turn invisible.
And now he's gonna tell everyone I'm from the phone!
[hyperventilating]
OK, calm down. We're gonna make sure
everyone knows you're a regular teenager.
[hyperventilating]
You've gotta stop flickering in and out!
Yo, Dylan.
Yo, what's up? Y'all ready to do this?
We're just here to tell you
that we're dropping out of the battle.
What? You can't drop out.
I don't want to.
I wanna take you down,
but I can't have you spillin' my secrets.
So you win. Congratulations.
I don't wanna win like this.
I was ready to square off with you.
You're the only one here that's legit.
Thank you. You know, you don't really get
on my nerves when you're complimenting me.
Well, compliments don't win rap battles.
Trash talking does.
Maybe this time it doesn't have to be.
Instead of using your skills to take each other down,
you could gas each other up.
That's different, but I like it.
"Young Dylan and Lay Lay, changing the game."
I think you mean "Lay Lay and Young Dylan,
changing the game."
Mm, but it works for me.
I've got to say, I'm surprised you're so worried
about people finding out you from the suburbs
and not from Houston.
Wait, that's what you thought her secret was?
Yeah. Lots of people front and say they're from the city.
I ain't frontin'!
I mean...
that's my secret. And thank you. I've got a rep to protect.
Please, this is Cleveland. No one has a rep.
Let's do this.
Ladies and gentlemen.
Showtime!
Are y'all ready for the final showdown?
[cheering]
Young Dylan!
Lay Lay!
And DJ Sadie!
[cheering]
[music playing]
♪ Young Dylan, Top villain ♪
♪ Lay Lay! ♪
♪ I know we supposed To be battlin' ♪
♪ Maybe even tattlin' ♪
♪ Instead of being far apart We had a little heart-to-heart ♪
♪ I am diggin' ya style, Ya passion for the art ♪
♪ And I'ma shout Your DJ out ♪
♪ 'Cause she fly And she smart ♪
♪ Well you're the real deal, Dylan ♪
♪ And I like ya manners ♪
♪ Plus you got bars, You put it down for Atlanta ♪
♪ What's really dope Is you're the only girl ♪
♪ 'Bout to dominate rap All across the world ♪
♪ You know we better together, All that beefin' was wack ♪
♪ The only beef that I want Is the Boombox Triple Stack ♪
♪ Us rappin' together Can't miss, no cap ♪
♪ Young D and Lay Lay killed The game and that's a wrap ♪
♪ Boss to the hill We boss to the chill ♪
♪ We sittin' on top Dylan, Dylan dollar bill ♪
♪ Boss to the hill We boss to the chill ♪
♪ We sittin' on top Lay Lay dollar bill ♪
♪ Yeah! ♪