Peso Pluma and Bizarrap serve up a tequila-soaked break-up anthem that blends Regional Mexican swagger with modern trap gloss. The chorus is one part late-night confession, one part victory lap: our narrator can’t sleep since the relationship crashed, yet he numbs the ache by flexing diamond-studded Glocks, Patek Philippe watches, and endless champagne. Between shout-outs to Sinaloa, Los Angeles, and Instagram models, he insists he will erase his ex from his mind, even while admitting the heartbreak still keeps him wide awake.
Under the bravado lies a tug-of-war between pain and pride. Each boast about thick chains or wild parties in LA is really a shield protecting wounded feelings. By the time Peso Pluma yells “¡Fierro, a la verga!” the listener realizes the song isn’t just about luxury or corridos; it’s about using glittering distractions to outrun loneliness. The result is a bittersweet fiesta where confidence and vulnerability dance together, perfectly captured in Bizarrap’s beat and Peso Pluma’s raw vocal delivery.