Mic Drop Anthem

Yeah... Check the

tag... Cold blocks

and frozen ground... Listen closely to the sound...

Your parents named you Pareeza Thinking you'll be loved like Mother Teresa

The truth? You're just another failure Following the footsteps of Bonnie Blue—wait,

that's her failure Used your O F money to buy that truck

Named it the Umar truck,

but you got no luck Wait until the S T Ds struck

Now you're just another chop—broke,

stuck You was flexing on the 'Gram,

living in a lie Every dollar from a simp who pays to

watch you cry Had a dream about the freezer,

woke up in a sweat 'Cause your OnlyFans declining,

you ain't paid the rent yet Now you're back on the block,

where the real ones lurk

While I'm writing this verse,

put your name on a shirt Rest in peace to Pareeza,

she was

dead on arrival Fame lasted fifteen minutes,

now you're facing survival

I see your dead body in my freezer

And it might be Pareeza

Biggest achievement? Starring on Brazzers Now your soul's on the freezer's visa

Cold... so

cold... I see your dead body in my freezer Pareeza...

Pareeza...

Seeing your dead body in my dream While you're pursuing your O

F dream But the likes don't pay for self-esteem When the clinic's

got your file on the screen Umar truck?

That's a hearse with wheels OnlyFan star?

That's a corpse that heals Bonnie Blue paved the way for your

fall Now you're just meat behind the freezer wall You was talking

reckless,

now you're talking to a doctor S T Ds burning like you

never left the sector Used to be a snack,

now you're just a cold case Body count rising,

but it ain't from the race Every scene you shot,

put a nail in the coffin Now you're in my freezer,

and the ice is talking Saying "Pareeza was a fraud,

Pareeza was a joke" Now you're hanging in the meat locker

with the rest of the folks And

when the bells ring...

that's your final post When the strings cry...

that's

your fading ghost

You wanted to be famous...

now you're infamous You wanted the truck...

now

you're riding in a hearse Pareeza...

frozen

in time... Like your

OnlyFans prime...

Let me take you back to when you thought you won Bought

that Umar truck, thought the race was done But the repo man

came with a body bag Zipped you up,

now you're in the trunk,

drag Bonnie Blue looking down from her cloud of shame 'Cause you

took her blueprint and you lost the game Every click you got

was a step to the grave Every dollar made,

now you can't save

I got your file in the freezer,

labeled "D o e" No dental records,

just the O F show They identified you by the tattoo on

your back "Property of the streets"—yeah,

you signed that contract Now you're just a story that the opps

tell

How Pareeza tried to flex and ended up in a cell Not

the jail cell, but the cold storage unit Fame turned to frostbite,

girl,

you blew it

I see your dead body in my freezer And it might be

Pareeza Biggest achievement?

Starring on O F Now your

soul's on the freezer's visa Cold...

so cold... I see your dead body in my freezer Pareeza...

Pareeza... Yeah... And you're still frozen...

Pareeza... Rest in cold

storage...