[Intro]
East side TANA
Black bandana
Seat leaned back
Hand on the hammer (yeah)
[Verse 1]
I’m an East side TANA
Black bandana
Slide through the block
Whole hood on camera
Dark blue Beemer
Nickname Katrina
745
Eat lanes like dinner
Push start
Whole dash go glitter
Stars in the roof
I’m above y’all limits
Gas so loud
Make the whole car shiver
Pedal to the floor
Every doubt get slimmer
[Chorus]
I got a dark blue Beemer, I call her Katrina
745, can’t nothing stand in her way
At night she look like trouble, look like danger
See me passing Jupiter then Mars on the freeway
I’m an East side TANA, black bandana
Bout to hit the stars and I’m never gonna land, nah
Dark blue Beemer, I call her Katrina
745, can’t nothing stand in her way
[Verse 2]
Neon on the dash
But the mind more colder
Whole life heavy
But the chain sit bolder
Cousin in the feds
Said “ride like a soldier”
So I floor it on the pain
Let the miles roll over
Quarter tank left
Still swang that lane
Engine talk back
When it hear my name
Shorty in the seat
Eyes wide like flames
Say she never seen space
From a local lane (nah)
[Chorus]