Lyrics:
What are you doing tonight?
Can i come over for a bite?
And tonight, I’ll tell you what i see
When you’re looking at me, my face it gets so green with envy, with envy
‘Cause you, you had those same eyes for her too
When you’re looking at her, i bet she looks so fucking perfect to you
Oh, to you

You’re right about how I’m jealous
And you’re right, I’m not gonna leave you
‘Cause even if i do, I’ll stay beside you
Make a brand new us, yeah that’s the plan now

Baby, I’m crying for you now
Look at me getting around
And I’ll wear my frown
What a way, what a way to get me down

(I’ll never be, I’ll never be)

get me down

Lyrics:

Well, I’m looking at your face and it starts to blur
You’re shaking and telling me you have no worth
Well baby if you look just a little deeper, you’ll see that you possess everything i learned
That could make a grown man want to up and cry
You really are the apple, the apple to my eye
I hope you never treat me like you do yourself
You’re everything to me, baby let me help you see
Everything you are to me
You really shouldn’t be so mean
Why can’t you see?
You are just so pretty, pretty to me

I’m looking at your face
Yeah, I’m looking at your face
And it really is a disgrace
‘Cause you, you really always take first place in the pretty game

Pretty game

Me, Myself, & Baudelaire

on my mind

doechii x kendrick lamar - nissan walls

POTATO SALAD x MUTT (leon thomas)

Invincible

In Your Eyes (feat. KORE)

closer

Beautiful Outrage 2 is Willa’s coldest, most composed release yet—a morning-after masterpiece built from silence, tension, and control. If the first EP was the riot, this one is the ritual. She doesn’t scream. She doesn’t beg. She observes, documents, and dominates.

Across five cinematic tracks, Willa redefines power: not through volume, but through precision. Her voice moves like smoke through surveillance footage. Her lyrics feel like whispered threats. Her presence is colder than ever—white paint cracked like porcelain, gold teeth glinting like evidence.

The production is minimal and mythic: basslines that pulse like slow heartbeats, synths that flicker like broken light, and drums that hit like distant footsteps. Every track is a room she controls. Every hook is a ritual. Every verse is a timestamp.

Glamour & Gunpowder

ONLY IN MY DREAMS - THE MARIAS (Chopped & Screwed)

bringin groovY back!!! (✿◠‿◠)
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Invincible

Pixie Athena