(Intro)
Yeah, a lot of mutha$#&@as gon' ask me where I've been

Ya know, I'm working, fool
Don't worry about me, I'm chillin', I'm good
Get it? I'm good

I got my feet up somewhere coming up with some dope %#@! like this
Y'all feel me?


What you know about a manicure and pedicure?
Shawty, you won't understand until your brain mature
I dress Couture and you can rest $$#ure

I only $#&@ a (*##$ once, then act like I never knew her
Unless the head is pure, I keep the best manure
Treat every ^!$$% like the Feds cause you're never sure

Top down in the summer time
Smelling like Bond No.9 with a foreign dime
Haters see me bend the corner in the Coupe de Ville

Barbequin' $$# ^!$$%s, all y'all do is grill
Claimin' they got beef but I don't do the ribs
But this baby .380 in my lap will shoot you through the crib

Your girl treat me like a pacifier,
Then I make her come first like an appetizer
When I'm done, I smoke a sack of fire

Now I'm chillin' on the couch with my

(Hook)

Feet up
Feet up
I get money everyday

I'm chillin' with my
Feet up
Feet up

In a different country everyday
From Spain back to the A


Most ^!$$%s who get it fast, always finish last
School of Hard Knocks and they didn't pass
Never went to college to be a business major

But when I fly, they keep puttin' me in business class
Probably because I'm gettin' cash
I don't know a stripper in Atlanta that I didn't smash

These ^!$$%s hurtin' cause they broke, put 'em in a cast
We shop at Saks Fifth, you shop at Jimmy Jazz
Balenciaga, Louis, Fendi, Prada

Semi automatic, I don't have too many problems
I'm in Nan's, I'm in Houston's, I'm in Benihana's
I be fresh as hell, even when I'm in pajamas

I ain't chillin' in the hood, cause I ain't with the drama
?We barely see you CyHi!?, barely see my Momma
I'm with the biggest artist in the world, and that's in any genre

I'm somewhere smokin' !@!@&& with my

(Hook)

Feet up
Feet up
I get money everyday

I'm chillin' with my
Feet up
Feet up

In a different country everyday
From Spain back to the A


(Bridge)
I'm ridin' in my 'Lac, just me and my .380
Smokin' somethin' good, finna' go and pick up this broad

And she might be your lady, we gon' drink and roll some kush
Now I got her in my bed with her


(Hook)
Feet up
Feet up

I get money everyday
I'm chillin' with my
Feet up

Feet up
In a different country everyday
From Spain back to the A.