Despite fan predicting there’d be a “Telephone” sequel on Beyoncé’s Cowboy Carter, that didn’t happen. But we did get the second best thing: a sun-scorched duet with Miley Cyrus also about being outlaws on the run.

St. Vincent, backed by Foo Fighter’s Dave Grohl on drums, cracks her voice belting about being a “blood-thirsty” flea.

“Nah, nah, nah, hese hoes ain’t phasing me,” screeches Doechii on the hook of this deeply rave-y house-rap spectacular that also includes one of JT from City Girls’ best verses in a while.

Rookie K-pop group YOUNG POSSE are setting themselves apart with a retro-rap sound that reminds of Seo Taiji and Boys.

I only want songs about relationship f*ckups by alt-rock’s two best patron saints of the genre: Blondshell and Bully.

Say goodbye to Rico Nasty’s punk screamo-rap era and hello to a new persona: slick, nonchalant bars over Boys Noize’s head-spinning ‘90s techno.

Blu DeTiger came up by showing off her gnarly skills as a bassist, but now she’s proving she also the full package: a singer with a curious and groovy ear for pop meleodies.

Texan Liv.e usually makes songs that err on the side of sumptuous R&B, but here, she’s shed that to go full weirdo lo-fi punk. “I’m a bad girl!” she declares.

Fun fact: This is actually one of two songs released last week about baby bangs, the celeb-favorite hair trend this spring. Snarls has turned it into an emo punk track about narcissism — which works.

Listening to this Vitamin D-drenched cumbia sparkler by Mexican expat Reyna Tropical has me begging for 70-degree weather soon.