Tropa do Mais Novo (part. Vulgo FK)

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans
And she says I'm way too fine
Big boss don’t stop, she says I'm divine
Ajaax cooking hits all the damn time
The baddies get wet, this the Youngins' squad on the rise

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans
Now I blew up, and haters all up on me
And she knows I'm a savage, women’s sheikh, you see
I'm walkin’ fresh, stylin’, got Jordans on my feet
Let’s hit Dolce & Gabbana, get whatever you need

Young boy, don’t you dare underestimate me
You hear my tag, it sends chills instantly
Broke haters always run they mouth like they got history
But what if I told you I already hit your

Best flex in life is livin’ in peace
You really think that hoe’s what brings you ease?
I ain’t fooled by cash, I move with finesse
Just wait and see what life brings next

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans
And she says I'm way too fine
Big boss don’t stop, she says I'm divine
Ajaax cooking hits all the damn time
The baddies get wet, this the Youngins' squad on the rise

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans
24/7, she tryna give it to me
She showin’ her thong, tryna throw it on me
She askin’ for diamonds ‘cause she know our crew got plenty
Wanna ride in the Audi, make it rain blue Benjis
Youngest in charge, I take you out to spend, then break your back
Uh, I'm rich, young, and full of talent, that’s a fact
You play hard to get, still think I'm dumb? That’s cap

Wanna smash again, again
Roll that green, get comfy, I know you like that flame
It’s just one night, don’t catch feels, it’s no-strings game
Chain so icy it hurts, envy eyes jump out their face
When they see the squad ridin’ heavy through your place

And I feel blessed every step I take
Gold on my neck reminds me of my dawgs who ain’t
Ain’t right here by my side
But I feel ‘em watchin’, ready to ride and protect my life

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans
And she says I'm way too fine
Big boss don’t stop, she says I'm divine
Ajaax cooking hits all the damn time
The baddies get wet, this the Youngins' squad on the rise

I want ice, that drip all over me
I don’t care ‘bout fame, I want cash in my jeans