Franchise the Rapper - Who Do You Know Lyrics

I love, I love, I love
I love talking shit
I love, I love
You look like you don’t belong here
You look like you don’t belong here
Demented agenda
On a bender like a fender
Tender when I enter remember
I’ll be gone in November
Send a letter just depends on the
Level that I respect ya
And since I don’t imma have to say some shit that offends ya
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (okay)
I got a grip tight
Cause my clique right
Crawl up under your skin like
Some kid’s lice
That’s thin ice
I been nice, with corrupt intentions
Cut the shit, like a circumcision
Lurking certain with perfect vision
I’m a rare sight like a hermit visit
You on Kermit shit, you just a puppet
Let me cut the strings
Show you what it feels like to fuck with kings
Got a bigger team
Than the Byzantines
We don’t fit in no limousine
On some fuck you, less its bout the paper
You don’t want smoke, not even vapor
Not right now, no maybe later
Don’t hate the player
Demented agenda
On a bender like a fender
Tender when I enter remember
I’ll be gone in November
Send a letter just depends on the
Level that I respect ya
And since I don’t imma have to say some shit that offends ya
How you keep asking these questions and wonder why no body answering them
Imma just have to be honest, I really don’t hate you I will be your friend
But when you ask if I fuck with all your music I don’t wanna have to pretend
A hundred percent, you do not have it, if you were smart you’d just stick to the plan
No dirty dishes
All flirty bitches
And nerdy business
Y'all heard the hit list
Corleone, Don’t Go
And now its this shit
Going ignite
I’m really gonna blow and then get the vixens
Give the D no Pistons
This Mike no Pippen
Hoe listen
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (okay)

I love, I love, I love
I love talking shit
I love, I love
You look like you don’t belong here
You look like you don’t belong here
Demented agenda
On a bender like a fender
Tender when I enter remember
I’ll be gone in November
Send a letter just depends on the
Level that I respect ya
And since I don’t imma have to say some shit that offends ya
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (okay)
I got a grip tight
Cause my clique right
Crawl up under your skin like
Some kid’s lice
That’s thin ice
I been nice, with corrupt intentions
Cut the shit, like a circumcision
Lurking certain with perfect vision
I’m a rare sight like a hermit visit
You on Kermit shit, you just a puppet
Let me cut the strings
Show you what it feels like to fuck with kings
Got a bigger team
Than the Byzantines
We don’t fit in no limousine
On some fuck you, less its bout the paper
You don’t want smoke, not even vapor
Not right now, no maybe later
Don’t hate the player
Demented agenda
On a bender like a fender
Tender when I enter remember
I’ll be gone in November
Send a letter just depends on the
Level that I respect ya
And since I don’t imma have to say some shit that offends ya
How you keep asking these questions and wonder why no body answering them
Imma just have to be honest, I really don’t hate you I will be your friend
But when you ask if I fuck with all your music I don’t wanna have to pretend
A hundred percent, you do not have it, if you were smart you’d just stick to the plan
No dirty dishes
All flirty bitches
And nerdy business
Y'all heard the hit list
Corleone, Don’t Go
And now its this shit
Going ignite
I’m really gonna blow and then get the vixens
Give the D no Pistons
This Mike no Pippen
Hoe listen
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (okay)
I love talking shit, I love I love talking shit (I do)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (who do ya, who do ya)
You look like you don’t belong here (no)
Who do you know (okay)