
Gustavo Rafael Guerrero Soto, known professionally as Big Soto, is a pioneering Venezuelan rapper, singer, and songwriter born on October 19, 1996. Emerging from the urban music scene of Venezuela, Big Soto played a crucial role in introducing Latin trap to his country and has since become one of the genre's leading voices in Latin America.
Since beginning his musical journey in 2013, he has impressed fans with his dynamic blend of reggaeton, trap, and hip hop, releasing standout projects like Young Cream and The Good Trip. Signed to Rimas Entertainment, Big Soto continues to grow internationally, collaborating with artists across Latin music and captivating audiences with his authentic style and innovative sound.
This song is a straight-up confession of regret. Big Soto isn't trying to be cool or tough; he's admitting he messed up and is now paying the price. He opens with, "Debo ser honesto contigo / Hay una lágrima que está saliendo" (I have to be honest with you / A tear is coming out), setting a super vulnerable tone from the start. He knows he's the one to blame—"El culpable soy yo" (I'm the one to blame)—and he sees that his ex is doing better without him, noting, "Tú estás más bonita, se ve que aprendiste" (You're more beautiful, it seems you learned).
The whole song is a cycle of this sadness. He's tempted by his phone, wanting to text her, but knows it's pointless. His only escape is sleep, where he dreams she's with him, giving him "cafuné" (a sweet word for stroking someone's hair). But then he wakes up alone, and the chorus hits again: "Y ahora lloro, lloro, lloro por ti" (And now I cry, cry, cry for you). The title even has a crying emoticon in it, :'(, which tells you everything you need to know about the mood here.
Escape to Tulum! In this sizzling reggaetón track, Venezuelan rapper Big Soto teams up with Puerto Rican star Lunay to invite a special girl on a secret getaway where “no one will find us.” With mezcal served en copa, the pair paint a picture of moonlit beaches, carefree dancing and passion that pushes every limit. Waves crash, clothes fall, and the night turns into a blur of laughter, desire and sun-kissed freedom.
Behind the playful flirtation there is a bittersweet warning: “Quizá no nos volvamos a ver” – maybe we will never see each other again. The song celebrates squeezing every drop out of a fleeting moment, leaving no evidence and no regrets. It is a sensual postcard of living for today, fueled by good music, warm sand and the electric thrill of what might be a once-in-a-lifetime encounter.
Big Soto invites us into that bittersweet hour when the sun slips behind the skyline and memories flood in. “CÓMO VAS?” paints the picture of a restless evening in the city: orange skies turning to night, ash drifting from a balcony, and a mind replaying old moments with a lost love. The Venezuelan rapper balances laid-back melodies with raw confession, admitting he hasn’t slept, lighting up “dos gallos” to cope, and still smiling at the thought of the one who left with the sunset.
Beneath the cool trap-R&B vibe lies a tug-of-war between glitzy distractions and genuine heartache. Parties, fast cars, and Dom Pérignon swirl around him, yet none of it fills the empty space where his ex once was. Six months have passed, another December is ending, and the neon lights still can’t reveal her face in the crowd. The song is a late-night postcard of nostalgia, loneliness, and the universal question sent across city streets and phone screens alike: “How are you doing?”
In "ALERTA BB," Venezuelan artist Big Soto paints a picture of a modern, complicated relationship that's more physical than emotional. The song describes a memorable night of partying, dancing perreo, and sharing intimate moments. The connection is intense but fleeting, often happening "Entre cuatro paredes" (Between four walls) and communicated through explicit photos rather than love letters.
Despite the strong physical attraction, there's a sense of caution and a desire to avoid deeper feelings. Lines like "salta el amor y luego tomar vino en Copa" (skip the love and then drink wine from a glass) show a preference for pleasure without commitment. The singer admits he wants this person all to himself, yet also feels their connection is based on "solamente traiciones" (only betrayals), leaving him constantly on edge and, as the title says, on "alerta" (alert).
Have you ever felt like the bad guy in a love story, even if you had good intentions? In "El Villano," which means "The Villain," Big Soto and Pailita explore this exact feeling. The song is a heartfelt confession from someone who ended a relationship to avoid causing more pain. He declares himself the "villano que le puso el final a la historia" (the villain who put an end to the story), choosing to be remembered as the bad guy rather than hurting his partner further.
Despite taking the blame, the singer is filled with regret. He admits, "Te miento si digo que no me arrepiento" (I'm lying if I say I don't regret it), and reveals that his life now feels like a "camino tan estrecho" (a very narrow path). Even when he's with someone new, he sees his ex's face on the ceiling. It's a classic tale of a difficult choice in love: letting someone go for their own good, even if it breaks your own heart.
Big Soto, Lasso, and Neutro Shorty team up for "Yo Le Creo" [I Believe Him/Her], a song that dives into the confusing, often painful world of a toxic relationship. It's all about that feeling when you know someone isn't being entirely truthful, but you want to believe them so badly.
The singer is stuck in a cycle, admitting, "No sé si es masoquismo" [I don't know if it's masochism] because he can't feel the same with anyone else. He knows he's being naive, saying, "Soy un iluso al pensar que vas hacer solo mía" [I'm deluded to think you'll only be mine], but he's so drawn to this person that he keeps going back into the "laberinto" [labyrinth]. Even when he finds out she's with someone else, he still gets jealous when she flirts with him. It's a raw look at how love can make you blind and lead you to ignore the truth, hoping that "todo valga la pena el día de mañana" [everything will be worth it tomorrow].
Ever been in that situation where you're not sure if someone wants something serious or just a good time? Big Soto, Farruko, and Kobi Cantillo totally get it in "Vacile"! This song is all about that moment when you need to know: "Háblame claro y avísame si no quieres nada serio" [Speak clearly to me and let me know if you don't want anything serious].
It's a direct conversation, asking if what you're looking for is just a "vacile" [a good time], with "Nada de amor ni salidas al cine" [No love or movie dates]. The artists are ready to be discreet and keep things casual, like when they say, "Tú por tu la'o, yo por el mío / Y para to' el mundo solo somo' amigo'" [You on your side, me on mine / And to everyone else, we're just friends]. But there's also a hint of something more, with lines like "Yo quisiera / Que tú me quisieras ver to' el tiempo así como yo a ti" [I wish / That you would want to see me all the time like I do you]. It's a fun and honest look at modern relationships and setting expectations right from the start!
Big Soto and Santa Fe Klan bring us "Cuatro Paredes" [Four Walls], a song that really digs into the feeling of missing someone deeply after a breakup. The lyrics paint a picture of a love that blossomed within the intimacy of four walls, with lines like "Entre cuatro paredes yo te hice mía" [Between four walls I made you mine]. This isn't just about physical closeness; it's about how that person became everything to him: "Tú eres mi poesía, eres mi melodía" [You are my poetry, you are my melody].
Even though he's trying to focus on making money and moving forward, he can't stop thinking about her. He admits to past mistakes, saying "En el pasado cometí errores" [In the past I made mistakes], and now he's searching for peace by writing songs. But the loneliness is a heavy burden, as he sings, "La soledad ya no aguanto, no te demores" [I can't stand the loneliness anymore, don't delay]. It's a raw look at heartbreak, where even his room feels like a prison without her, and he's left wondering where the love they built together went.
Big Soto and Eladio Carrión spend “EL FAVORITO DE MAMI” keeping score on how far they've come, and the hook says exactly what the score means: “Pa'l carajo el number one, me conformo con se' el favorito de mami” [To hell with number one, I'm happy being mom's favorite]. Chasing a title matters less than staying close to the person who mattered before any of this did. Everything else is proof of the distance travelled — “Yeah, yo fui de Old Navy pa' Louis brincamo', Versace y Armani” [Yeah, I went from Old Navy to Louis, we jumped straight to Versace and Armani] tracks the closet, and by the time he lands in Buenos Aires it's “me reciben como en la Bombonera a Cavani” [they welcome me like Cavani at the Bombonera].
The Venezuelan pride sits right next to the passport stamps. “Pero yo soy la trampa internacional” [But I'm the international trap] turns a hometown hustle into something that plays everywhere, and “México me quiere, me siento local” [Mexico loves me, I feel like I belong] says the same about a country that isn't even his own. Under the Cognac and the Cadillac, “el favorito de mami” is still the only title either of them is chasing.
Big Soto's "Malibu" is a smooth, late-night vibe about a guy who just can't get a past lover out of his head. He's reminiscing about those intimate moments, how "Las horas parecían segundos" [The hours seemed like seconds] when they were together. Now that she's far away, he feels "algo moribundo" [somewhat dying], really missing her presence.
He's holding onto a camisón [nightgown] of hers, and he knows she still has his scent in her thoughts. He's at a party, drink in hand, probably a Malibu, thinking about her and how hard it is to find someone like her. He's even considering calling her, wondering if she'll pick up, and just hoping for a notification of her location. He admits, "Me gustas más de lo normal" [I like you more than normal] and wants to try something more, maybe a movie, a conversation, and then "en la cama experimentar" [experiment in bed]. It's a relatable story of longing and hoping for a second chance with someone who left a big impression.
The title is a pun you only really see written down. Split it and it reads lo sientes [do you feel it], run it together and it is lo siento [I'm sorry], and Big Soto spends the whole song refusing to pick one. He opens by trying to delete the evidence: "Quiero borrar tu nombre de mi historial" [I want to erase your name from my history]. It does not work. Two lines later he is at a party doing the least subtle thing a person can do, "Estoy aquí en el party viendo el celular" [I'm here at the party looking at my phone], and the signal he is waiting on never arrives.
Then Natt Calma answers, and she is not letting him off. Her verse points straight at the pattern: "Siempre lo dejamos en el intento" [We always stop at just trying]. She has been up all night over it, "Estoy desvelada, es por tu mirada" [I'm sleepless, it's because of your gaze], while the hook keeps circling back to the same accusation, "No lo niegues, tú también lo sientes" [Don't deny it, you feel it too], repeated until it stops sounding like a question and starts sounding like a verdict.
Big Soto opens by naming the rule he is about to break: "Aquí la escuela es ser callado, morir discreto" (Here the lesson is to be quiet, to die discreetly). Then he spends the rest of the song doing the opposite. He counts what he has and what he is still waiting on: "Aún no tengo un Patek pero brilla mi Phillie" (I still don't have a Patek but my Phillie shines). There is gold at his neck, champagne at LIV, and a steering wheel you have never touched. Then the hook lands, one line after the flex: "Y yo no quería sonar atorrante" (And I didn't want to sound like a show-off). He knows exactly how he sounds.
The second half opens a door: "Bienvenidos al mundo de Sotorius" (Welcome to the world of Sotorius), and the world turns out to be a Venezuelan childhood. Codeine goes into Frescolita, the cream soda every kid there grew up on, and he prefers it that way: "La prefiero así porque sabe más dulcita" (I prefer it like that because it tastes sweeter). After that it is all cartoons. Timmy has a godfather and Soto doesn't, the green he is burning is not Cosmo, the high leaves him "en Nickelodeon" (on Nickelodeon), and by the last bars he is Ichigo holding the sword. The brands are new. The reference shelf is the one he had at ten.
Feel the bass drop, the city lights glow, and Big Soto’s voice sets the mood. In La Noche Entera he teams up with Almighty to celebrate a night so intense it seems to last forever. Over a sleek Latin-trap beat, the Venezuelan rapper showers his lover with gifts (a designer bag that “fits her perfectly”), premium smoke, and nonstop affection. The chorus repeats like an irresistible chant: they want to “eat her up” the whole night, a playful way to say they are consumed by desire.
Beneath the sensual imagery, the song highlights loyalty and authenticity. Big Soto insists their bond is “real” and untouchable, shrugging off rumors on Instagram and ignoring other admirers. He is mesmerized by her natural beauty and promises protection: anyone who disrespects her will “start a mess.” The result is a steamy anthem about passion, status, and devotion, inviting listeners to lose themselves in love, luxury, and late-night vibes.
Big Soto and Suei build the whole song around one repeated line: "Espero que seas feliz" [I hope you're happy], answered every time by "Como sea, conmigo o sin mí" [either way, with me or without me]. It plays like a breakup handled with unusual care, the kind where nobody's really the villain. "Te suelto la mano y te dejo ir" [I'll let go of your hand and let you go] says exactly what it means, no metaphor needed.
Then, around the three-minute mark, the song turns into something else: a voicemail. "Sé que es muy tarde pa' llamar" [I know it's very late to call] opens a message that passes on hellos from his parents, promises "Prometo no molestar" [I promise not to bother you], and admits "Estoy en nuestro hogar pero sin ti" [I'm in our home but without you]. Different person, same wish: let them be okay, whatever that costs him to say out loud.
Get ready for a blast of pure confidence with "Número 1" by Venezuelan trap artist Big Soto! This track is a bold declaration of success, where Soto charts his journey from a rebellious kid on the streets to a chart-topping star. He raps about his early days as a skater and being broke ("estaba en el hueso"), contrasting it with his current life of luxury, spending money on Gucci and Balenciaga. The song is an anthem for anyone who has ever proved their doubters wrong, as he directly addresses his haters, wishing them a long life so they can witness his continued success.
At its core, "Número 1" is about self-belief and living life on your own terms. Big Soto embraces his love for the streets ("me gusta la calle") and the wild side of life ("me gusta lo insano"). He sees himself as an unstoppable force, comparing his lyrical impact to the "Hiroshima bomb" and his ability to overcome obstacles to dodging bullets in The Matrix. It's a high-energy celebration of making it to the top, enjoying the moment, and being unapologetically yourself.
Ever had a one-night stand turn into something more? That's the question at the heart of Big Soto's track, "¿Que Hago?" which translates to "What Do I Do?" The song captures the dizzying feeling of catching serious feelings for someone you barely know after a wild night. The singer recalls dancing closely and having too many drinks, which led them back to her bed. Now, he's left wondering what comes next.
The lyrics are a direct plea to the woman he spent the night with. He admits, "I don't even know you and I feel like I don't want to share you." He's counting the hours until he can see her again, feeling like a kid with a crush. He puts the choice in her hands: if she feels the same, they should try to make it work, holding hands in public and being passionate in private. He doesn't care if they're "polar opposites" or if he has a reputation as a "villain"; he feels they have a real connection and is ready to risk it all for a chance at something real.
Have you ever heard the phrase "living well is the best revenge"? That's the entire mood of "Bonita [Remix]"! This song is a powerful anthem about a woman's transformation after a breakup. Instead of being sad, she decides to get even more beautiful—not for herself, but to make her ex, whom the singers call a "bobo" (fool), see exactly what he lost. The lyrics repeat that the love is dead and the door he left through is now permanently closed.
This isn't just about looking good; it's about a complete lifestyle change. She's deleted all their old photos, learned from her mistakes, and is now living her best life. She goes out with her elite friends, wears what she wants, and is the center of attention wherever she goes. The song celebrates her newfound independence and confidence, declaring that she's better off single because she feels better that way. It's a fun, confident track about turning a painful experience into a powerful comeback.