BATMAN VS SUPERMAN (SoundCloud Version) lyrics

[Intro]
And now you will fly to him, and you will battle him to the death. Black and blue. Fight night. The greatest gladiator match in the history of the world: God versus man; day versus night; Son of Krypton versus Bat of Gotham!

[Verse 1: Yeat]
You—You—You say that you'll go, [?]
You say you got money, well, I’d like to see you back it up
I can't—I can't f*ck with you, lil’ b*tch, you sucking blood like Dracula
You say—You say that is your b*tch, well, I'm thinking that I want her, too
And doing things she'd never do for you 'cause she know that I ain't rude (I ain't rude, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)
And she know that I don't lose (I don't—)
Just drop—Just dropped like 14 on the Bappa, ayy, woah (Ayy, woah)
I picked up Gelato for the Backwoods, there we go (There we go)
I cannot f*ck with that rack-ass, no, no, no, no, no
And I got some Louis for the night, said, "Woah-oah-oah" (Woah-oah-oah)
Bad b*tch and I don’t think that she know
But lil’ baby know that wе can always go
Yeah—Yeah, I'm in a coupe and I madе a lane switch, yeah, yeah
Brand new b*tch, she sucking all over my di*k (Yeah)
Hundreds—Hundreds ’round my neck
Busting—Busting through them f*cking checks
Carats 'round me like a chef (Chef)

[Verse 2: BIGBABYGUCCI]
All these shots that I done earned, I look just like a ref
Yeah, she like the way I cook, b*tch, I'm a superchef
Got a Hollywood lil' b*tch, she look like Halle Berry
I think I’ma marry her, I sleep at the Marriott
Heard that shawty wan' f*ck me, she ain't f*ck with me back then
I don't really f*ck the groupies so I give 'em to my friend
Me and lil' Yeat keep the heat, I shoot at your many men
I don't speak enemy, b*tch, I drive a four-door Benz
I shoot 'nana clips, Maison, Martin, Raf and Rick
On my way to getting rich, touchdown, b*tch, I caught a pick
Flying on a Pegasus, sipping on that medicine
She say that she celibate, but last night she gave hella neck
If you really wanna see me then you gotta pay a fee
I don't really f*ck with n*ggas so don't expect for me to speak
I got choppas, I got 30s, we'll lay your ass to sleep
She a thotty, she be flirting, tell that b*tch don't talk to me
I be fly like a birdie, like a f*cking parakeet
Count it up, I'm so nerdy, I count money in my sleep
She gon' f*ck, she gon' f*ck, she gon' f*ck all on my team
This my squad you can't compete, I'ma die by my whole team