M Watts, Pusha T - Liberachi lyrics

Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti
Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti

My niggas, we do this, South Beach
My new shit
Found my new new bitch, mollied up
She clueless
Money blowin', it's too cold, finish line
We too close four doors on that 650
Yeah nigga that's coupe though
Been been been been ballin', diamond on me
Flossin'
Livin' Liberace, hoes think that I'm awesome
Base mailed and them K shells'll
Give a nigga 20
That phone jump for that whole thing
Told 'em give me 20
I'll be right back, yeah, count that money
Call Papi's cell, we need another one
Patty cake that cake down
Pull them drapes down locked and we loaded
Quarter mil' for this breakdown

Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti
Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti

White diamonds on a white cross, white hood
I'm in a white horse
Playing bitch be of the Ku Klux
I tax a nigga like a write-off
Steady gettin' that white off
All my niggas put 'em right on
Wanted poster for the heavy D
Not because a nigga write songs
Overweight, tip the scale, quarter ki
Beat the case so I skipped the jail
If I toss a nickel then I wish you well
Rah, my hitmen don't miss men, they kill shit
Trunk a nigga then burn the car
Know I'm talkin' that real shit
Body bags, duffle bags, couple gloves
Couple shovels and
Dig the ditch for your mans and them
Ain't cost me no more than a couple grand
WOO! Just watch, niggas
King Push, we them watch niggas
Dope boys 'til death do us
Fuck with none of y'all cop niggas
Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti
Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti

Middle of the kitchen
Couple birdies go missin'
That wrist wop, them grit's
Locked, it's homemade, it go instant
Listen up, it's Dunville, bottles up
Done deal fake shit that they hittin' on
Find out if these guns real
Live action, 2K, bed somethin', I forget her
Four racks on that biker jacket, Balmain
Fore weather
Rain sport, ball weather, carry on
That's all weather
All flyin', we all buyin'
We all gettin' this damn cheddar
Margiela, Watts, nigga, all eyes, Pac, nigga
Money made, money blown, get
Back to that pot, nigga
Penthouse, 2 floors, you drop? Who knows?
Rap shit just don't work out
XOV that loophole

Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti
Diamonds, all on my body
I'm a livin', livin' Liberace
Organized crime, don't fear nobody
I'm a livin', livin' John Gotti