DARK WINTER - Intellectual

[ONI INC.]

All eyes when I walk in

Zoned in, you chalked out

Bitch you got knocked out

Big boss in the dog pound

You at the speed of sound

I’m beyond the speed of light

One punch to end the fight

Eternal night night

Real dark but I shine bright

K/D Yagami Light

Violence I insight

Veer off the turnpike

Turn up til I die

Big Mac you small fry

Mac truck I collide

BITCH I WILL NEVER DIE

BIG IRON ON MY HIP

MOSSBERG W/ A PISTOL GRIP

Do you like a Thanos blip

Xel & I what you ship

Go the fuck on vacation bitch

Cause all you do is trip

Worth the money I never jip

Like beyblades let it rip

Hot tea I love to sip

Always goin off script whoa

(why don't you just fucking die already? you're a pussy)

[Xelishurt]

Got me like 30 racks spent on a chain

Fuck all that talkin bitch this ain’t a game

Oni and xel we destined for fame

Not one of us, bitch not the same

Bad little bitch and she stuck in my house

Grinding so hard get cheese no mouse

Love when she fuckin and give me the mouth

Chill with the gang and they post in my house

Got a new phone shit gold like a ring

Stepping to me little bitch in the ring

Put him to rest like a jigglypuff sing

Got a new coat shit fur like a mink

Gimme the racks and the stacks that I’m counting bitch

Making it rain like it’s drip from a fountain bitch

Glocky gonna spray like a whale that’s been spouting bitch

Crib is so tall got a roof like a mountain bitch

Look at my laser the rifle like a router bitch

I’m on the block and I’ll shoot like I’m dirkovitch

This is that lesson man niggas ain’t heard of this

My Glock like a stove I keep me a burner bitch

Spray on your block man you Pussys is earning this

I gotta teach it how else is you learning this

Bringing the havoc bitch I gotta purge and shit

Gold on my head and it sit like a Persian bitch

Give me the hatchet man I gotta murder this

Just like it’s tennis man I gotta murder this

I see you stalking man stop with the lurking bitch

Get some new bags yeah stay with on the birkin shit

Counting up racks little bitch I’m a hitter

Money Turn ash little Bitch like a cinder

You not friend little bitch I’m not fond of you

Counting up racks in my bags like I’m kakazu

(There will be a second time, don't forget your place. foolish prick)