Shoot They Faces

By Anti-World

Released on April 9, 2017

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[Intro]

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[Verse 1: CXRPSE]

Everybody think they cool, thinkin' they cool

Reppin' them bands and shit

WeirdCLVN, Anti-World

Nigga, we already planned this shit

Fuck you, nigga, you a bitch

You don't know about shit

Thinkin' that you cool because you got a deal

Fuck you, bitch

Nigga, you think you tight

Nigga, you think your songs sound alright

Nigga, it's not alright

Fuck your shit, no, it's not tight

Fuck all you niggas, fuck all you niggas, y'all know you ain't shit

I don't give a fuck, I'll beat your ass down like a bitch

Beat your fucking face in with a hammer, beat you like a nail

I don't give a fuck, nigga, rip your fucking fingernails

Rest in peace all the niggas who been talkin' all that stupid shit

I don't wanna hear it 'cause you know you a stupid bitch, nigga


[Chorus: CXRPSE]

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

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I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm finna shoot they faces, ayy


[Verse 2: Devin Will]

Walk inside the bar, it look just like a western movie

Everybody fuckin' fanboys with a gun and we the newbies

Waitin' 'til ya little punk ass gets dropped like Gab3 from UZI

You wanna take a trip, I put some roofies in a Jacuzzi

Every damn day, I look around and it's the same shit

Bitches be poppin' that pussy like bacon, I might just have to take a hit

Never ever fuckin' burning me, I got the ice in my veins to a pedigree

If it was five of hers and only one of me, I would just tell all my friends that I got G'd, yeah


[Chorus: Devin Will]

I'm finna shoot at they faces, yeah

I'm finna turn up the basses, yeah

We finna shoot at they faces, yeah

We finna turn up the basses, yeah

I'm finna shoot at they faces, yeah

I'm finna shoot at they faces, yeah

I'm finna shoot up the places, yeah

I'm finna shoot at they faces, yeah


[Verse 3: shy]

Bitch, I just got out of bed, what the fuck you mean?

Blunts on the nightstand, pop a fucking bean

Bumping Real Big Fish mixed with Less Than Jake

Mix the red and white wine, I don't segregate

Bark, bark, woof, I'm a dog, bitch, grr

Hoes pull up, think they won't get curved

Never take a chance, grip the grain, bitch, swerve

Catch me on WWE Network

Yeah, I do lie, but you won't catch me with no lames

Yeah, I do cry, but me and you are not the same

Bitch, you'll rue the day I thrash like the fucking Hunger Games

Know you fuck with what you like but Abel didn't blame Caine

'Cause he got killed first, but I'm angry in the worst

So you won't kill me but you can still bring a hearse

'Cause somebody gon' need it, that's the end, take or leave it

I'm a fucking grown man, and look at you, you a fetus, ayy, yeah


[Chorus: ego mackey]

I been shootin' them faces, ayy, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, ayy, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, ayy, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, ayy, little bitches so basic, ayy


[Verse 4: ego mackey]

I been shootin' them faces, uh, little bitches so basic, uh

Cum then I erase it, uh, smokin' up on some laced shit, yeah

Loadin' up banana clips, ooh, ego got that trigger itch, ooh

​ego just wanna get rich, ooh, ego just wan' pimp some tricks

Fan bitches all on my dick, tastin' codeine, cum, yeah, drip

Always, always, always with two sticks, yeah, Xanny, Xan, gun snitch

Texas water got me stupid, all your sounds fuckin' putrid

Take my grip, bitch, I loosen, let me smash, yeah, the roof in

Drugs I'm still abusin', Klonopins be my cupid

Take a few, I get ruthless, leave her mouth fucking toothless

Sloppy top from a crackhead, won't bring her to my bed

Leave me, bitch, to my death, leave me with all my stress


[Chorus: ego mackey]

I been shootin' them faces, bitch, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, bitch, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, bitch, little bitches so basic, ayy

I been shootin' them faces, bitch, little bitches so basic, ayy


[Chorus: ERIC NORTH]

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy


[Verse 5: ERIC NORTH]

Killing every nigga who think they got ridicule

Dreads bloodied up red and now I'll fucking duel

They ain't never wanna hear me, nigga, fuck a school

Voted most likely to blow up in this cesspool

Diamond glowing on my neck, look like a feral ghoul, Z

Gooey penis in my genus, I'm a fuckin' Uzi

Her mouth already open for a fucking loosie

Two seat, screw me, bitch, fuck a QP

Kicking down your door, leave my babies on your porch

Couple niggas on a horse and I ain't talkin' bout a Porsche, yeah

Bitch, rest in piss, plead the fifth, eat my dick

Do not ask for a handout, shit, I'll just hand you my dick

Fuck a drug, you a slug, little whore, you a chore

Take you out, you a joke, like straight edge, you don't want smoke, yeah, ayy


[Chorus: ERIC NORTH]

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy


[Verse 6: Chris Vayle]

Take her back into the dark of my room

Animated nigga, tired of toons

I take the crown, say you higher than who?

Foot on ya' neck, love the taste of my shoe

Lil' boy, I'm yawning, tired as shit

Get you a big gulp of firey piss

Breaking your jaw with an irony fist

She say I'm a snack with a side of some dick

Laid back, where the cire will sit

Same track, it's all quiet as shit

Spitting on you, need a wire, my lisp

I'm just takin' most them mans off my list

If I take it, it's a problem with this

You mad and sad, think you solving this shit

I love it when this bitch all on my dick

I break that ho off, now she crying 'cause Chris—

(Why the fuck does this bitch keep callin' my fuckin' phone?)


[Chorus: Chris Vayle]

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah


[Interlude: Chris Vayle]

I'm gonna take all they places

Hate niggas just like I was racist

I'm gonna shoot they faces

I'ma piss on they faces


[Chorus: Chris Vayle]

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, ayy

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna piss on they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah

All of these niggas who hatin', yeah

I'm gonna shoot they faces, yeah, bitch