Cardi B Says She Drugged and Robbed Men as a Stripper

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Cardi B is under fire after making a confession about her past.

During an Instagram Live session on Sunday (Mar. 24), the Grammy-winning rapper blasted critics who questioned her success while admitting that she used to drug and rob clients who tried to pay her for sex when she used to work as a stripper.

“I had to go strip, I had to go, ‘Oh yeah, you want to fuck me? Yeah, yeah, yeah, let’s go to this hotel,’ and I drugged ni**as up, and I robbed them. That’s what I used to do,” said Cardi (via XXL). “Nothin’ was muthafuckin’ handed to me, my ni**a. Nothing!”

After her comments went viral, Bardi faced backlash from Twitter users, who started using the hashtag #SurvivingCardiB, inspired by Lifetime’s “Surviving R. Kelly” docuseries, which recounts the sexual assault accusations against the R&B singer. Some claimed she should lose her endorsement deals, while others even called for her incarceration.

Cardi previously defended her past. “I never claim to be a angel I always been a street bitch,” she tweeted earlier this month. “Ya be glorifying this street rappers that talk and do that grimmey street shit but they can’t stand a street bitch!”

During her Instagram Live broadcast, she also revealed that she’s planning a tell-all memoir. “I’m a good-hearted person but I have done some fucked up shit,” she said. “You wanna know why y’all don’t gotta tell my story? Because I’m gonna write a book about my life. I’ve been through a lot of shit. I’ve been a bitch that from young been in the streets. I got influenced by the streets.”

Cardi, who trademarked her signature catchphrase “Okurrr,” also recently landed her first film role. She will star alongside Jennifer Lopez, Constance Wu, and Usher in the upcoming stripper film Hustlers.

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