Frijo: Bzrp Music Sessions, Vol. 10 Lyrics in English Bizarrap , Frijo, Hot Plug Beats

Ready for a night that never hits pause? “Frijo: Bzrp Music Sessions, Vol. 10” drops you straight into an after-hours whirlwind where Frijo flashes his VIP pass to excess. Over Bizarrap’s hard-hitting beat, the Argentine rapper boasts that he’s the club’s ultimate plug – the guy everyone turns to for adrenaline, beats, and anything else that fuels the party. Between clouds of smoke, neon lights, and bodies in motion, he swaggers through Córdoba living “like a boss,” name-checking pills, molly, and Rohypnol while women twerk and friends chant his name.

Beneath the braggadocio, the lyrics paint a portrait of restless escape. Each substance, each flirtation, and each late-night prayer to a god he doesn’t believe in is another attempt to outrun boredom and reality. It’s a soundtrack for those moments when the music’s too loud to think, the club feels like its own universe, and the only rule is to keep the energy spiking higher. In short, this session is a high-octane snapshot of modern hedonism – equal parts celebration, temptation, and the hazy search for something more.