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dear hacker - we the sus music lyrics

[intro]
(oh, boo hoo)
(let me play a sad song for ya on the world’s smallest violin)
(we the sus music)

[verse 1: we the sus music]
(ayy, ayy, ayy)
yo, i’m suckin’ on his d*ck for like hours at a time
droppin’ bars, it got ya speechless like a f*ckin’ pantomime
yeah, you hacked into our account, but you didn’t do it well
and yo momma steady trippin’ ’cause my d*ck is like a magic spell
we the sus music, b*tch, yeah, you ain’t tryna f*ck with us
we’re whippin’ out our d*cks and we gon’ hit you with a hundred shots
and you hacked into our channel ’cause you b*tches broke as sh*t
“buy xrp and ripple?” b*tch, ripple on this d*ck
f*cked your girlfriend in my crib, oh, baby, a triple
we just got our channel back ’cause you made the password “ripple” (you’re stupid)
littlе b*tch trynna hack into our account, i’m like “who dis?”
yeah, we likе to suck up on that c*ck and b*tch, we don’t miss
in the back of a car we made a hit and you p*ssed off
six mil views, we the sus and we gon’ lift off
bars so hard but you need it ’cause yo’ d*ck soft
julica m*c*y*t, you mad? you can get yo’ sh*t rocked
tryna talk sh*tty on our name on your youtube?
you a pick me girl but ain’t n0body gonna choose you
youtube helped out in the end but their support is trash
take that article you sent us, shove it eight feet up your ***
shoutout pogbruh and bandai, y’all must be some legends
we go down on all these haters like our name is tyler blevins (f*ck you, kid)
dream gave the sus a shoutout, but for you, he’ll never mention
now just go back to your school, kid, you just got detention
[verse 2: void with we the sus music]
sus gang hit me up, told me “hop up on this track”
’cause some p*ssy took their channel (but we f*cking got it back)
void be packin’ on yo f*ckin’ ass, b*tch, just run that back
you a rat and i’ma pull up on yo sh*t (skrrt), h*llcat
yeah, you really think you did something, but we just do not care
think we pressed over some kid hunched over in a gaming chair?
who got bed bugs on his pillow and got lice up in his hair
really care? yeah, right, dream stans wanna fight
but yo mama in the freezer, hosting c*ckroaches on ice
writin’ bars just like i’m yagami but i ain’t goin’ light
“i’m a lethal f*cking hacker” no, b*tch, you are just not
man, this p*ssy thought his toaster was a f*cking autobot
dumbass little kid, who the f*ck he think he is?
you can hack these f*ckin’ nuts and go and suck up on this d*ck
we the sus, void gang, broke boy, you cannot see us
yeah, this kid was on p*wn stars tryna sell his t**th for two peanuts

[outro: void]
i’m really gonna get into the pack in ya fatass now
cum in a bun
yo body build like a discombobulated philosophical buffalo
disabled crip’ walking crawfish autobot
doin’ the cha*cha slide with seventeen naked mole rats
in your bas*m*nt with your grandma
it’s like a simultaneously b*tt f*cked
by fifteen chimpanzees dressed up as the wiggles
and they were singing, “fruit salad, yummy, yummy”
while they were eating your ass out in a dirty toilet
boy, you ugly as sh*t
run that sh*t back

- we the sus music lyrics

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