[Chorus: Rico Pressley]
Socialite [x8]

[Verse 1: Rico Pressley]
Pull up to the function
And I'm fully fluxed, pull up fully fluxed
Daddy Warbucks, Rico Warbucks
Paraphernalia dust
Hit the weed, get stuck
Baby, that's enough
Fly in like this dove
How you fly, like what?
How you get that big old butt?
Catch it like a glove
Throw it, catch it like a glove
Like a treasure trove
I done found a treasure trove

[Verse 2: Rico Pressley]
Chanel like pastel
When I step in the function, get bumpin'
The building gets renovated
You tellin' tall tales and they 'bout as tall as Dikembe
Sorry, didn't mean to ignore her
I'm changin' out girls and I call that an innovation
Not on the same page
Fuck it, I'll find me a better page
Wow, I'm in Miami, no Kenny Hayes
Wow, Ferarri leather my shoulder blade
Wow, saw Mr. Krabs at the panty raid
I pull up, I pull up with plenty babes, pretty babes
Look at my knuckles got plenty rings, yeah
[Verse 3: Rico Pressley]
Sprinter Tahoe expedition
Spoil my girls like a blemish
My art is portrayed at these parties through speakers
Not frames, and it's still exhibition
Used to get IS suspensions
Now all my cars are suspended
Y'all bitches my babies
I take care my babies, they call me a pediatrician
Fall back, like who are you kidding
All of these false accusations, this is not jealousy anymore
I think I'm turning this shit to vindictive
All of my art is explicit
Bank account don't got a limit
Swear I could fix all your illnesses
Baby girl, let me just be your physician

[Chorus: Rico Pressley]
Socialite [x8]

[Verse 4: Rico Pressley]
I'm from the future like Zoidberg
VVS flexin' like Goldberg
And that's my baby, you know that's my baby
I might just put her in a stroller
They holdin' nuts, they holders
Diamonds, they cold like a shoulder
I took her home, no homework
All of that school shit over
All of that bullshit over
I smoked that gas, get smoldered
N***as try copy like "over"
I cannot be an employer
I do not look at the smartboard
I do not open no folder
Uggs on me lookin' like cardboard
All of my shit is embroidered
Look at Lil Rico exploit her
27 bitches 'round me, yeah, yeah feel like Rudy Gobert
I'll go there, I'll leave Atlanta like Korver
I'll leave Atlanta like Horford
I'll travel to all of the lands, I'm like rover
Turn that lil bitch from a loaner
Turn that lil bitch to a moaner
I will go ghost, Whoopi Goldberg
Got so much shit in my corner
Shut that lil bitch like a car door
I am a star like a starglare, I got my hardware
[Chorus: Rico Pressley]
Socialite [x8]

[Outro]
Hey, incoherent
Hey
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Shit, hold up
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