[Intro: Good Intent]

(Young Marty)

(Young Marty, Young Marty)

(Ha-ha)

Choose wisely, complain about it later, and I'll boom-kill ya

Boom-kill ya

[Chorus: Good Intent]

You play with the gang, bro, I'll boom-kill ya

I'm playing my cards and I'll make 'em feel us

Know I been real, but I wanna be realer

I stayed out the cut and I'm almost back healing

I fuck with some scammers, I fuck with some killers

I fuck with some boosters, I fuck with some dealers

Brodie pearled him a jay, slim thick like its Mila

Got this bitch in my ear talking crazy like Tila

[Verse: Good Intent]

I signed me a deal, I ain't talking 'bout rap

Got this bitch in my head, it ain't no getting out

My lil shit Shinigami, she rocking all black

New Rick wax denim and I still rock Amiri

It's some mufuckas hating, but that's just my theory

This bitch in my ear, she keep talking 'bout period

And I'm thinking way bigger on commas, no pеriod

When I tell you stay down, bitch, I'm real dеad serious

I ain't doing that goofy shit tryna be mysterious

When I go the fuck up, I'ma put on for Maryland

When I go the fuck up, I'll put on for the city

Showing love get you love, but that's just my experience

I'm tryna be my best self, I'm tryna be that guy

With these Cartier frames, no, I can't see no small fry

Know I said I was fucked up, but I'll be alright

Brodie stay with them bows, shit, he must be Hawkeye

Balenci Arenas, I can see the nosebleeds

Bitch on my dick thinking that she know me

I was 17, I was cranking NoMEE

I was 15, I was cracking Hello

Yeah, I like 'em red and I like 'em yellow

If you do it right, you can get that Zelle, ho

Brodie keep stealing cards, he must think he Seto

Hit the road with them hoes, he must think he Yusei

Bitch'll do what I say, she ain't do what you say

Bitch'll do what I say for a lil D'USSÉ

And my bitch, she megami, she might switch the moon phase

I start throwing these ones, I'll turn this bitch to blue flame

Call me Marty prophet, I'ma usher the new age

They said Marty lame, ha, go sip the Kool-Aid

If I could be you, I'd wanna see me too paid

Everything you can eat like a buffet

[Chorus: Good Intent]

You play with the gang, bro, I'll boom-kill ya

I'm playing my cards and I'll make 'em feel us

Know I been real, but I wanna be realer

I stayed out the cut and I'm almost back healing

I fuck with some scammers, I fuck with some killers

I fuck with some boosters, I fuck with some dealers

Brodie pearled him a jay, slim thick like its Mila

Got this bitch in my ear talking crazy like Tila

[Outro: Good Intent & Shonen]

Chill, Marty, you know they ain't ready

Never mind, go ahead, give it to 'em

If it ain't you, then who else?

Young Marty, Young Marty, Young Marty

Come on, let's go, let's go, come on then