[Verse One: Emilio Rojas] Yeah, I'm young and Venezuelan and I'm coming for the greatest I'm listening to Pun, now that's my f**ing 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 f**ing OG Everyone that hold keys make a point to know me Little mama 14 but got an a** and now they yelling boca That just mean the cops pa**ing, mami isn't loca She just got a lot of pa**ion, table with the hookah And that money get to flashing and now they call me… [Hook] 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 [Verse Two: Emilio Rojas] And now we Uptown, we out in Audubon And I be speeding in that b**h 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 a** 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… [Hook]