In the continued social media verbal exchange of approximately nowadays’s female rappers (thanks to Jermaine Dupri’s critique and Cardi B’s subsequent response), B had Bhabie has chimed in with her thoughts about her very own presence within the rap game.
On Friday (July 12), the sixteen-12 months-old artist published an announcement about the perceived loss of guide she’s been getting on her Instagram Story.
“Y’all will promote 1/2 those woman rappers that lifeless ass suck y’all only fuck with a maximum of them cuz they pretty or you like they “fashion,” B had Bhabie wrote. “I promise you these bitches [ain’t] on that however with regards to me, a complain that may certainly rap, y’all don’t wanna fuck with me cuz how I came up and [because] I’m White.”
Bhabie additionally made it a point that she wasn’t aiming her vitriol at another female MCs. In another publish, she wrote, “Girls excluded from that last post: Asian Da Brat, Megan Thee Stallion, Maliibu Miitch, Coi Leray, Tokoyo Jetz and Dej Rose Gold.”
It appears that the “Bestie” rapper isn’t happy with how lovers are responding to her song. Nevertheless, Bhabie reportedly signed a songwriting address Pulse Music Group for a suggested $1 million. So it can’t be all awful.
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