
answer - tyler the creator lyrics
because when i call
i hope you pick up your phone
i’d like to talk to you
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
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
hey dad, it’s me, um…
oh, i’m tyler, i think i 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-cks to spare
you nigerian f-ck, now i’m stuck with this sh-tty facial hair
also stuck with a beautiful home with a case stairs
so you not being near f-cking fire-started my d-mn career
but f-ck 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, sucks you ain’t give a f-ck and consider a sperm donor now
the f-ck is an okonma? i’m changing my sh-t to haley
and i ain’t just being p-ssive, n-gg-.
you’re a f-cking f-ggot, n-gg-
got a show on monday, guess who ain’t getting no p-sses, n-gg-?
but if i ever had the chance to ask this n-gg-
and call him…
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
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
suck my f-cking d-ck and swallow this case of nuts
ace hates your guts, i’m a selfish f-ck,
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-ck it, i couldn’t call it
supposed to be gone until november but quickly came back in august
i left two months through september to clearly remember all this
i’d like to tell my grandma, but she’s just nostalgia
i’ll call her number
but she won’t answer
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
i hope you answer
because 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
you claim to hate my f-cking guts
but say i’m on an island in thailand and i was wildin’
and, if i got stranded had to man up and hold my nuts
and hope that i could live off salt water and f-cking coconuts
phone ain’t got no service this 3g is f-cking worthless
day is getting dark like the area’s turning urban
you’ll be f-cking nervous like me inside of a churches
but, i’mma get in contact regardless, and
i hope you answer.
that last verse was about this girl. haha.
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