Hold

Hold
You must get tired, always running through my brain
Got me hooked on you and I can't break up the chains
Think I'm good, and there you go blowing up my phone
I can't help but hitting you back, but you off them up

Gotta make a move, what to do with you?
Sorry if you think that it's cold
But I have to put you on hold
Put you on, put you on hold
Put you on hold
Put you on, put you on
Sorry if you think that it's cold
I have to put you on
Please hold
I know you like to play it right
'Cause you don't hit me up when it's daylight
When my phone blow up in the moonlight
You can hold though, I ain't in the mood right now
[Verse 3]
Making moves, are you thinking you are smooth right now?
What you tryna do right now?
How you getting rude right now?
I'm telling you, back down
Gotta make a move, what to do with you?
Sorry if you think that it's cold
But I have to put you on hold
Put you on, put you on hold
Put you on hold
Put you on, put you on
Sorry if you think that it's cold
I have to put you on
Hold, hold, hold (Yeah, yeah)
Hold, hold, hold (Sorry if you think that it's cold)

But I have to put you on hold
Put you on, put you on hold
Put you on hold
Put you on, put you on
Sorry if you think that it's cold
I have to put you on