Flaco - Emilio Rojas

Yeah, I’m young and Venezuelan and I’m coming for the greatest

I’m listening to Pun, now that’s my fucking inspiration

Living in the Heights and kicking it with my Dominicans

I’m in La Marina every weekend where the women is

Wifey ain’t a citizen but she got her papers

Wake up in the morning and she making me arepas

Viejos on the corner, arguing about the basics

All they wanna do is stay away from immigration, yeah

And we just wanna trade green cards for black cards

And get out of the hood into a crib that got a backyard

On my block, I’m like a fucking OG

Everyone that hold keys make a point to know me

Little mama 14 but got an ass and now they yelling boca

That just mean the cops passing, mami isn’t loca

She just got a lot of passion, table with the hookah

And that money get to flashing and now they call me…

Flaco, flaco and in the Heights, they yelling tato, tato

That’s what they saying now

Uptown where my people getting down

Where they moving all the haze by the ounce

And everybody call me flaco, flaco

And little mama wanna drop low, drop low

That’s what she doing to me, mami loca

Give it to me, toma, yeah, I thought that I told ya

And now we Uptown, we out in Audubon

And I be speeding in that bitch like it’s an Autobahn

There ain’t no rollie on my wrist, I got an Audemar

Baby, time is money, any second, coulda bought a car

Used to call me spic to take away my dreaming

And now I’m saying spic so I could take away the meaning

They loving all our women but they hate the way we speaking

No one love you better than a crazy ass Latina

Abuela made a feast that got me rushing home

Before I leave, I kiss her and I tell her bendición

I be in Caracas, I be out in Barcelon

I’m eating them cachapas, I be eating patacon

Everywhere I go, I’m known, you find me in Miami

I’m into winning trials, I ain’t into winning Grammies

Do it for my people and I do it for my family

Now the way I’m speaking, everybody understand me

And now they call me…