Syd - Answer lyrics

[Hook 1: Tyler] [?] on the phone or something Because when I call (you on the phone) I hope you pick up your phone I'd like to talk to you I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer Because when I call I hope you pick up your phone I'd like to talk to you I hope you answer [Verse 1: Tyler] Hey Dad, it's me, um... Oh, I'm Tyler, I think I'd be your son Sorry, I called you the wrong name, see, my brain's splitting Dad isn't your name, see f*ggot's a little more fitting Mom was only twenty when you ain't have any f**s to spare You Nigerian f**, now I'm stuck with this sh**ty facial hair Also stuck with a beautiful home with a case of stairs So you not being near f**ing fire-started my damn career But f** it, I got Clancy, he gave me the chance to see A world I wasn't supposed to, I'm stoked that I didn't know you But s**s you ain't give a f** and considered a s**m donor now The f** is an Okonma? I'm changing my sh** to Haley And I just ain't being pa**ive, n***a You a f**ing f*ggot, n***a Got a show on Monday, guess who ain't getting no pa**es, n***a? But if I ever had the chance to ask this n***a And call him... I hope he answer [Hook: Tyler and (Syd)] I hope you answer I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer Because when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (Please pick up) I'd like to talk to you (I hope you answer) [Verse 2: Tyler] s** my f**ing dick and swallow this case of nuts Ace hates your guts, I'm a selfish f** And I ain't sharing green as if I'm facing blunts Frank is out the closet, Hodgy's an alcoholic Syd might be bipolar, but f** it, I couldn't call it Supposed to be gone til November but quickly came back in August I left two months through September to clearly remember all this I would like to tell my grandma, but she just nostalgia I'll call her number But she won't answer [Hook: Tyler (Syd)] I hope you answer I hope you answer I hope you answer Yeah, I hope you answer 'Cause when I call (When I call, baby) I hope you pick up your phone (I'd like to talk to you) I hope you answer [Verse 3: Tyler] You claim to hate my f**ing guts But say I'm on a island in Thailand and I was wilding And, if I got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts And hope that I could live off salt water and f**ing coconuts Phone ain't got no service -- this 3G is f**ing worthless Day is getting dark like the area's turning urban You'll be f**ing nervous like me inside of a church is But, I'mma get in contact regardless, and I hope you answer [Outro] That last verse was about this girl. Ha ha