BATMAN VS SUPERMAN

[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 fuck with you, lil' bitch, you sucking blood like Dracula
You say—You say that is your bitch, 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 fuck 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 bitch and I don't think that she know
But lil' baby know that we can always go
Yeah—Yeah, I'm in a coupe and I made a lane switch, yeah, yeah
Brand new bitch, she sucking all over my dick (Yeah)
Hundreds—Hundreds 'round my neck
Busting—Busting through them fucking 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, bitch, I'm a superchef
Got a Hollywood lil' bitch, she look like Halle Berry
I think I'ma marry her, I sleep at the Marriott
Heard that shawty wan' fuck me, she ain't fuck with me back then
I don't really fuck 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, bitch, I drive a four-door Benz
I shoot 'nana clips, Maison, Martin, Raf and Rick
On my way to getting rich, touchdown, bitch, 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 fuck with niggas 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 bitch don't talk to me
I be fly like a birdie, like a fucking parakeet
Count it up, I'm so nerdy, I count money in my sleep
She gon' fuck, she gon' fuck, she gon' fuck all on my team
This my squad you can't compete, I'ma die by my whole team