Marcos Villalobos and Ysrael Barajas team up for ‘Rompe,’ a high-energy track that blends bold storytelling with a hard-hitting beat. Alberto Espinosa Valenzuela writes the lyrics, while the duo collaborates with RIOVAR and Kiddprxblems on the music. The song is a vivid mix of swagger and raw energy.
Released: January 22, 2026
Rompe
Marcos Villalobos | Ysrael Barajas
Rompe Lyrics English Translation by Marcos Villalobos | Ysrael Barajas
The lyrics describe a lifestyle of excess and bravado, with lines like ‘I carry the sawed-off rifle with emerald grips’ setting the tone. Marcos Villalobos and Ysrael Barajas paint a picture of parties, luxury, and a cinematic life. The track is packed with vivid imagery, from champagne showers to high-speed chases.
RÍO CONTROLRÍO CONTROL
Kidd, Kidd, KiddKidd, Kidd, Kidd
Venimos a levantar sin manos las faldasWe come to lift skirts without using our hands,
El que no me crea, que su novia le enseñe las n#lgaswhoever doesn’t believe me, let his girlfriend show him her b#cksides.
Traigo el rifle cortado con las cachas de esmeraldasI carry the sawed-off rifle with emerald grips,
Atrás van tres blindadas que cualquier cosa respaldanfollowed by three armored trucks ready to back up anything.
Me jalo un fiestón en el club con las morras del P#rnHubI throw a massive party at the club with the girls from ‘adult sites’,
Detono las botellas y las baño de champúI pop the bottles and shower them in champagne.
Les doy boom en el room, y que suena “Pum-pum-pum”I give them a blast in the room, making it go ‘Boom-boom-boom’,
Qué buena c#leadona la que pegué allá en Tulumwhat an amazing night I had over there in Tulum.
Tiran sin saber que su h#eThey talk trash without knowing that their girl,
Quiere uno diariowants one every single day.
Miran que vivo un peliculónThey see I’m living a cinematic life,
Quieren montarloand they want to ride along.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Ando bien ja-ja-ja, me navego en los EmiratosI’m doing so well ha-ha-ha, cruising through the Emirates,
Una güera rusa que me jala el aparatoa blonde Russian girl pulling my gear.
Como Mötley Crüe andamos todos enfiestadosLike Mötley Crüe, we’re all partying hard,
Mi vida una peli’, pues para eso es que trabajomy life’s a movie, ’cause that’s exactly what I work for.
Bien c#brón, bien c#brón, bien c#brónA total b#dass, a total b#dass, a total b#dass,
Me dice mi jefa que yo le salí c#brónmy mom tells me I turned out to be a total b#dass.
Bien c#brón, bien c#brón, bien c#brónA total b#dass, a total b#dass, a total b#dass,
Donde sea que ando traigo fajada la Glockwherever I go, I carry the Glock tucked in.
Disparo y suena “PamI shoot and it goes ‘Pam,
Click-clack, tak-tak”, pura Cl#nazepamclick-clack, tak-tak’, pure chill like ‘medication’.
Me ch#ngo una k#ta y una vieja en ÁmsterdamI take a hit and get with a girl in Amsterdam,
Me jalo pa’ las dunas pura buena en mi Can-AmI head out to the dunes, only top-tier stuff in my Can-Am,
Pura buena en mi Can-Amonly top-tier stuff in my Can-Am.
Me m#man los excesos, sí señorI absolutely love the excesses, yes sir,
Pa’ mí no existe suerte, esa soy yofor me luck doesn’t exist, I make my own fate.
Me m#man los excesos, sí señorI absolutely love the excesses, yes sir,
Pa’ mí no existe suerte, esa soy yofor me luck doesn’t exist, I make my own fate.
Voy zumbando una ruta, encapuchadas traigo cinco p#tasI’m speeding down a route, bringing five girls wearing hoods,
Que inhalan puro p#lvo, pero que sea sabor frutasnorting pure p#wder, but it has to be fruit-flavored.
Le saco la Glock a tu vato y el c#lo se me asustaI pull the Glock on your guy and the coward gets scared,
Una bruta siempre le cae al depa, la neta ni me preguntaa wild one always drops by the apartment, honestly she doesn’t even ask.
La punta en la cima del icebergThe very tip at the top of the iceberg.
Fumándome un g#llito en el asiento de la CyberSmoking a ‘jo#nt’ in the seat of the Cyber,
Vestido de Versace y mi morra huele a Saint Laurendressed in Versace, and my girl smells like Saint Laurent,
Historias de mis relojes nomás pa’ que se clavensharing stories of my watches just to get them hooked.
Rebota, rebota, rebota, mamazotaBounce, bounce, bounce, beautiful mama,
Rebota-bota-bota, la tanguita se te notabounce-bounce-bounce, your little thong is showing,
Rebota, rebota, rebota, mamazotabounce, bounce, bounce, beautiful mama,
Rebota-bota-bota que tu papi aquí te azotabounce-bounce-bounce, ’cause your daddy’s here to smack it.
Tiran sin saber que su h#eThey talk trash without knowing that their ‘b#tch’,
Quiere uno diariowants one every single day.
Miran que vivo un peliculónThey see I’m living a blockbuster movie,
Quieren montarloand they want to ride along.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP room,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP room,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Tiran sin saber que su h#eThey talk trash without knowing that their ‘b#tch’,
El ojo que todo lo veis the all-seeing eye.
Quiere uno diarioShe wants one every single day,
No le quieren creerbut they just don’t want to believe it.
Miran que vivo un peliculónThey see I’m living a blockbuster movie,
Compa Marquitosmy friend Marquitos.
Quieren montarloThey want to ride along.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP room,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Rompe, rompe en el privadoBreak it down, break it down in the VIP room,
El cuello siempre está heladomy neck is always freezing with ice.
Kidd, Kidd, KiddKidd, Kidd, Kidd.
Rompe Music Video
The English lyrics of ‘Rompe’ showcase a world of extravagance and defiance. Featuring Marcos Villalobos and Ysrael Barajas, the song is a bold statement of living life on the edge.