Charles Hamilton - Cows In Russia lyrics

Yo, tell me how you feel now
Is it real now? Let me know if
You’re still down not like Pac but
I’m the Psych-Pac, Psych doctor like USA but
I got my words and I rock with them
Got a warm leatherette, it’s
A hot rhythm and in porn I can
Bet I’m a hot nigga but
I only have one actress on my mattress
So watch this nigga
Instead of what I do with my
Chick, musical she’s some Suicide
Chick dark orange now
Some do or die shit and we on
Now so who you ride with?
Who can you vibe with? This the
Style I give when I
Don’t wanna give a shit and it’s
The shit so I’m not giving
Myself you either get it for free
Or never get it yourself

Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather

I shocked the game and I still look better
Than all these niggas who need a
Good look forever i don’t need a co-sine
Or tangent i’m just throwing a
Tantrum, god damnit h-A-M-I Til
The hottest nigga in the brothel
Bag a bitch walk
Out until I say so and ain’t
Nobody rocking my way so please, accept the
Mistake I made and let it still be a
Fresh breath everyday i’m having fun these
Rappers can’t say the same thing they all
Mad at me because they say
The same thing and I stay in the
Name ring the hottest name you could
Ring And my name rings bells, what the
Hell hottest shit you ever heard
Ever and I gotta get better
Than that being clever

Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather

Damnit, I’m hot but don’t amp it if
I decide to gamble, I gambit
It’s my stop my
Deck so therefore my respect
And matter of fact
Leave the cash, give me checks yeah
Go darker than the first check
And you end up with a birth check hurt? Yes
Of course it hurts to be this fucking
Gorgeous but there’s no more
Love for the dude
Who loves gore i love keeping it dark
Keeping it simple but since I’m keeping
It dark niggas are temperamental on
My instrumentals wishing mad shit
Was simple but my demo was
Harder than half these
Niggas mixtape and all these niggas albums
So sit straight see
Who can dictate the entire
Tri-State or the Tryst-ate
Depends on if your bitch hate

Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Now you see me, now you don’t
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather
Whether or cold you still can’t
See me in my leather