Black Josh & Milkavelli – Fisher Price Lyrics | Official Video

Lyrics Fisher Price – Black Josh & Milkavelli

Where the treasures hid is where we buried him
I weren’t ever rich and still ain’t begged for s**t
I wanted to be that kid that the gyally digged
Turned into that kid that your gyally digged

In my 616 hoodie and I got those Bape pants
That costed an arm and a leg so now that kid is Rayman
Running up the numbers like I’m Rain Man
Writing 616 with a spray can of fake tan
.. to me, tatted my skin
Already scarred for life I feel like a mannequin
Got my mask on hiding my face away
Black trackies the trainers the same
As when I was selling dark to win

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Ice on my neck but I hate the cola
I had to make it rain but what a waste of doe
Chilling phone ringing for an 8th of snow
The winter’s coming, Game of Thrones

Slide to the crib in some slides or some kicks
‘Cause it might make me quicker
Gimme time I can’t think till there’s ice in my drink
And I’m lighting my rizla
And what’s the price of a fish, Fisher Price
Where’s the whip, I was nice since a nipper
They said it might make you sick if I take loads of vic
But my mind’s even sicker

Glass of vintage port by the Aga
Why you throwing up after four pints of lager
I’m weighed down by these thoughts that I harbour
Import the weight at the port by the harbour

Goodbye, mi amor, sayonara
I hope we all meet again when we’re all trying harder
Gucci whites, hit a four, Brian Lara
Then pull up to your door in an all white Impala
Gotta get this paper I was taught by my father
I’m in the store like a lager
I’m the plug, while you’re stuck to the wall like a charger
Re-assess it later, thought foresight was after

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Child prodigy, born firestarter
Stuck being stoned pull the sword like I’m Arthur
I’m on tour all aboad flying charter
I guess life’s just a joke till we all die of laughter

Slide to the crib in some slides or some kicks
‘Cause it might make me quicker
Gimme time I can’t think till there’s ice in my drink
And I’m lighting my rizla
And what’s the price of a fish, Fisher Price
Where’s the whip, I was nice since a nipper
They said it might make you sick if I take loads of vic
But my mind’s even sicker…

➤ Written by Black Josh & Milkavelli
Produced by Lee Scott
Milkavelli | Black Josh | 2020

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