Released: June 10, 2014

Songwriter: Young Chop Pusha T Big Sean G.I. Townsend Jah Screw Chief Keef Kanye West Jadakiss Barrington Levy

[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Fraud niggas, y'all niggas, that’s that shit I don't like
Your shit make-believe, rappin' about my own life
Real names kill things, that’s that shit I won't write
'Cause my niggas still sellin' dope
Like they ain't on their third strikes
Campin' out in that corridor, fuck you waitin' on Jordans for?
I middle-man it for twenty-three
Just meet me somewhere 'round Baltimore
(Woo!) That’s rare, nigga (Woo!) Ric Flair, nigga
(Woo!) The power’s in my hair, nigga
(Woo!) I give this beat the chair, nigga
SoHo or Tribeca, three hoes: trifecta
Dope money, hope money, Hublot, my watch better
My pen's better, you don’t write, trеndsetter, you clone-likе
Pay homage or K's vomit, ungrateful niggas I don't like—rrrah!

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Pusha T]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don’t like (Bang bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang bang)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (Bang bang, haha!)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
(This Chicago, nigga!)

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
They smile in my face is what I don't like
They steal your whole sound: that's a soundbite
The media crucify me like they did Christ
They want to find me not breathin' like they found Mike
(Whoa-oh-oh) A girl'll run her mouth only out of spite
(Whoa-oh-oh) But I'd never hit a woman, never in my life
(Ayy!) I was in too deep like Mekhi Phife'
(Ayy!) In that pussy so deep I could have drowned twice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Rose gold Jesus piece with the brown ice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Eatin' good: vegetarian with the brown rice
(Ayy!) Girls kissin' girls, ‘cause it's hot, right?
(Ayy!) But unless they use a strap-on, then they not dykes
(Whoa-oh-oh) They ain't about that life, they ain't about that life
(Whoa-oh-oh) We hangin' out the window: it's about to be a Suge night
(Ayy!) Free Bump J, real nigga for life
(Ayy!) Shoutout to Derrick Rose, man, that nigga nice
(Whoa-oh-oh) Shoutout to L.E.P., Jay Boogie, right?
(Whoa-oh-oh) Chief Keef, King Louie, this is Chi, right? Right?!

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
Don't like (like) don't like (right now)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like
(Young Chop on the beat)

[Verse 3: Chief Keef]
Fake Gucci, that's that shit that I don't like (nah, nah)
Smokin' on this dope, higher than a kite
This bitch gon' love me now, she gon' let me pipe (nah)
Screamin', "Sosa, that's that nigga that I like!" (Sosa)
I don't want relations, I just want one night (one night)
‘Cause a thirsty bitch, that's the shit that I don't like (nah)
I got tats up on my arm ‘cause this shit is life (that's life, tatted)
And I stunt so much in clothes ‘cause I'm livin' life (life)
I come up on the scene, and I'm stealin' light
Bitch, I'm high off life, got me feelin' right (300)
Bitch, I'm Chief Keef, fuck who don't like!
An-an-and bitch, we GBE, we just go on sight

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Big Sean]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
Chief Keef, Chi-Town, D-Town, you know?

[Verse 4: Big Sean]
Whoa, we are not one and the same
Nigga, I'm fuckin' insane, fuck is you sayin'?
Yo' ass been doin' the same
Shit, not doin' what you sayin', dang
I told yo' old bitch she was fuckin' a lame
Turn one ho to a train
Blaow, blang, my niggas holdin' that pain
I just hope you been prayin'—bang bang!
Ridin' for my niggas and that's for life
High class, I'm just surrounded by these lowlives
And I run this bitch like it's no lights
Goin' hard the whole night 'cause I ain't goin' back to my old life
I promise

[Chorus: Chief Keef & Jadakiss]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now!)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (nah!)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (right now!)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like
HEEEEH!

[Verse 5: Jadakiss]
I done sold purp (purple), I done sold white (white)
Runnin' outta work, that's that shit I don't like (nah)
She never let me hit it (nah), she gave me dome twice (haha)
She blowin' up my phone, that's that bitch I don't like
Nah, jean jacket with the sleeves cut
Put the pressure on 'em, just when they think that I eased up
Thirty for the Cuban, 'nother thirty for the Jesus (uh-huh)
Believe in ourselves when nobody else believed us, suckas!

[Chorus: Chief Keef]
A fuck nigga, that's that shit I don't like (bang bang)
A snitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (bang bang)
A bitch nigga, that's that shit I don't like (bang bang)
Sneak disser, that's that shit I don't like

Pusha T

Terrence Thornton (born May 13, 1977), better known by his stage name Pusha-T, is an American hip hop recording artist from Virginia Beach, Virginia. He currently serves as the President of Kanye West’s G.O.O.D Music label.

Pusha-T entered the game in 1999 with his brother No Malice (Gene Thornton) as Clipse on “The Funeral” from Exclusive Audio Footage. While the album was scrapped, this didn’t faze the pair, who went on to release Lord Willin', Hell Hath No Fury, and Till The Casket Drops in the space of seven years. In 2009, No Malice announced he had become a born-again Christian and couldn’t rap about his former lifestyle any longer. This forced Pusha to go solo.

He was invited to attend Kanye West’s My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy sessions in Hawaii in 2010 and later signed to West’s G.O.O.D. Music imprint. In November of 2015, Pusha-T was appointed by Kanye West to be the new President of G.O.O.D. Music.