Katannah - BALD

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I was just little nigga
Running in and out the crib
With my homie playing ps2
Yeah that was the shit
Momma in the kitchen cooking
Chicken with no seasoning
As spicy as I get, I don't start shit
With no reasoning
Vibing and shit, grinding and shit
Got my niggas in here
Know we rhyming and shit
I put the lime in the light
Bring the truth to the lie
EdHardy jeans
Nigga feeling super fly
I got grown bitches in the DM
AM to the PM
Fucking with them
But I swear I'll never ever see them
Spin your head 'round
Like you're at the Colosseum
Join them if you can't beat them
My raps you can't beat them
I'm constantly eating
And still getting slimmer
It is so cold outside
Making me shiver
Ethanol fentanol up in their liver
Staring up and down
You looking so bitter, uh
Ever seen a nigga
With his pants so low?
And his class so high and feel so fly?
Let me guess no, like I do not know
That I'm the cleanest nigga
With this flow
I done cut my hair short Mike Jordan My head bald
Flyer than a nigga
Sitting at the airport
Puerto rico, my style is unaffordable
Tired of seeing trash rappers
Up on a pedestal
I done cut my hair short Mike Jordan
My head bald
Flyer than a nigga
Sitting at the airport
Puerto rico, my style is unaffordable
Tired of seeing trash rappers
Up on the pedestal

I said what I said
So I made unforgetable
An edible away
Before this junkie gets unbearable
Imperial I'm running shit
Just like an emperor
Czech nigerian, I'm representing it
Now check the way
That I'm presenting it
Doing it better than
Professor at a college
Doing it better
And they're still talking shit
I've been taking care of my spirit
Body mind and soul hope you feel it
I was down low for minute
But now I'm on the come up
Nigga feel it
All my niggas winning
And their momma, grannie
Auntie, cousin
Was it little Luka
That you hit at the club?
Nigga hope it wasn't
Nigga hope it wasn't

Song Description:

"BALD" by Katannah is a nostalgic and introspective track that reflects on the artist's past and his current success. The lyrics paint a picture of a young boy playing video games with his friends, reminiscing about simpler times. Despite the struggles and hardships mentioned, there is a sense of confidence and pride in the artist's voice as he raps about his unique style and success. The chorus emphasizes the artist's boldness and individuality, as he proudly proclaims his shaved head and impeccable fashion sense. Overall, "BALD" is a catchy and empowering song that showcases Katannah's talent and resilience in the face of adversity.

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