WORTH IT (Sped Up)

[Intro]

(Wake the town, tell the people)

CHASETHEMONEY, CHASETHEMONEY

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

You got me, got me workin' (Ooh)

I hope it’s worth it

You told me you're with him on purpose

You're doin’ whatever to hurt me

Ooh, it ain't nobody can do it like you, yeah, nah, nah

Ooh, I need everything cool in the coupe like, yah-yah (Oh, yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]

Merry-go-round like a circus

I wanna buy a new Birkin

She wanna pop a new Perky

[Verse 1: Offset]

Eliantte on my body, diamonds hittin' (Hittin')

It's hard to catch a vibe or go outside without you trippin' (Vibe)

Got niggas tryna line me, I can't ride without my pistol (Line)

I bought my bitch a Kelly crocodile, but not no lizard (Hey, hey, hеy)

Bringin' up the past, the shit I done donе before (Past)

Your feet all in the sand, I flew her to Cabo (Sand)

Her friend got a lil’ Benz, she wanted the Range Rove’ (Rove')

I’m watchin' on your 'Gram, you givin' them angles

I’m payin' for it, you ain't never gotta stress about no landlord

You ain't never gotta ask me, "What you plan for?"

Private jet, we're puttin' stamps all on your passport

I got plans for it, leave your man for it

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

You got me, got me workin' (Ooh)

I hope it's worth it

You told me you're with him on purpose

You're doin' whatever to hurt me

Ooh, it ain't nobody can do it like you, yeah, nah, nah

Ooh, I need everything cool in the coupe like, yah-yah (Oh, yeah)

[Post-Chorus: Don Toliver]

Merry-go-round like a circus

I wanna buy a new Birkin

She wanna pop a new Perky

[Verse 2: Offset]

You know you want me, so why you be playin' for? (Why?)

The message say delivered, so what you delayin' for? (Hey)

You think I'm out fuckin' around, I'm in the studio (Yo)

It's petty shit, tellin' your friends all the info

Now your heart cold, fuck around, buy you a mink coat

All your friends got on Chanel, only hoes squad goals (Hey)

I'll go Narco, whack any nigga that seem close

It's a double R hearse, lil' mama, you seein' ghosts (Ghosts)

I know you're tight with me, you know the type of nigga I am

I shoot it spitefully, I don't give a damn what they sayin'

You better fight for me, want me or you don't, tell the truth, don't be lyin' to me

Need you to be my peace 'cause these streets get grimy

See you with another nigga, I'll be damned

Better not catch him up in traffic, hope my gun don't jam (Boh)

You better pick up when you can

[Interlude]

Your call has been forwarded to an automatic voice message system

Zero

[Chorus: Don Toliver]

You got me, got me workin' (Ooh)

I hope it's worth it

You told me you're with him on purpose

You're doin' whatever to hurt me

Ooh, it ain't nobody can do it like you, yeah, nah, nah

Ooh, I need everything cool in the coupe like, yah-yah

[Outro: Don Toliver]

Oh, is it him? Yeah