Junkys (THE REAL STAR BOY) Lil Soda Boi

[intro]
Man y'all though I wasn't gone be back on my shit
2017 yea
Fuck it I'm going in, bitch

[Chorus]
These Junkys they stay poppin' scripts
Tryna get it, tryna make it, chasing chocolate chips
High off life and off success, man, I'm just off the shits
I remember being sad, almost jumped off a bridge
They would've let me do it too
Ditch them fakes and make them plays, man it ain't nothing new
They like "where you been at soda?", I got stuff to do
Say they your mans, but they be plotting, give no fuck bout you
These snakes all in the underground
I'm the best, yea I'm the best that's doing shit in town
They see that and they try to use me for they clout
Gotta stop the faking gotta shut it down

[bridge]
Man I ain't even rich
And you still hatin'
Whats it gon take for you just let me be huh
I'm just tryin' get to the bag man, that way

[verse 1]
I'm chasing, I'm chasing a check yeah
I know you been talking that shit out the side of your neck hoe
You know you just mad 'cause I'm lit and I'm making it echo
They all be telling me that I'm the shit and I'm next up
And you ain't, too bad, so sad, I'll be flexing and you mad
At the mall at the store poppin' tags
You fags, had to copy all my swag
Hey Abel
I'm the real starboy
Fuck The Weekend, ain't no other starboy
Its my season, I just had to set the record straight
Got so much shit up on my plate
But I'm eating, I'm hungry like I had an eight
You can see the stress bottled on my face
Had to fucking speak my mind
2017 is nice