[Chorus: Quez]
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Let me check myself, let me check myself
Let me check myself, I'm fly
OK

[Verse 1: Mistah F.A.B.]
OMG, look at me
What these shoes on my feet?
They don't come out til next week
Oh boy, oh boy
Fresher than a dope boy
When I step foot on the scene, they be like dam, you go, boy
Oh yeah, please believe it
They say I'm so conceited
Fabby and Travi, DJ, DJ, repeat it
Now I am on my own dick
So if you don't like me, pimp, I don't give a shit
Man, I'm super duper fly, freshest n***a on the attlis
Top notch hoes butt naked on the mattress
[?] like a caktis
[?]
Make sure that my mearor clean, wipe it off
Need a full body shot, to see the shit that I just bought
Man, Louis shoes, Louis shirt, with the Louis belt
Like my brother Mac Dre, I am feeling myself
Everyday I hit the mall, looking for brand new shit to buy
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
[Chorus: Quez]
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Let me check myself, let me check myself
Let me check myself, I'm fly
OK

[Verse 2: Strap]
I'm fresh to death, look at me
Check the boy belt, Louis V
I'm on Peach Street, looking in my reer view
I'm the fast car, nowhere near you
Mearor mearor mearor, what do you see?
I see a million dollar n***a, with a million dollar scheme
When I look in the mearor, see a bottle
When you look in the mearor, you see a [?]
I break the law, I'm so conceited
You don't gotta say I'm fine, bitch, 'cause I don't need it
Looking in the mearor, everything blinging
Club turned up, got everybody singing

[Chorus: Quez]
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Let me check myself, let me check myself
Let me check myself, I'm fly
OK

[Verse 3: Quez]
Mearor mearor mearor, tell me who the coldest?
You ain't gotta say nothing, 'cause I already know this
Got a mearor in my pocket, when I crack it when I drop it
If I drop it, I will not know if I'm popping while I'm shopping
Louis V is what I'm popping, can I top it? Well, I'm trying
If I see it, I'ma buy it
I'ma show why I'm the flyest
Rich n***as eat good, broke n***as on a diat
Say you think you on the plain, na, n***a, I'm the pilot
Bitch

[Chorus: Quez]
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Let me check myself, let me check myself
Let me check myself, I'm fly
OK

[Verse 4: Ali]
OK Adidas [?] laced up, fit Mark Jacob
[?] n***a caked up, I'm fly
OK, she was about the D-cup, got some pretty makeup
Plus that bitch caked up, she fly
OK I walk through the mall, bitches stop and pause
Plus they drop they draws
[?]
N***a, what's the cost?
I think it's just because
But hold up, let me check myself
[Chorus: Quez]
I got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Got a mearor in my pocket, and I practice looking fly
Let me check myself, let me check myself
Let me check myself, I'm fly
OK