Rihanna’s “Bitch Better Have My Money” video is giving me life. I have loved the song since I first heard it. The infectious, pulsing trap chant, whose lyrics are less important than its anxious beat – the intensity of its threat – is already the song of the summer.
The song was written by Bibi, a fierce young woman from Berlin who was “in a ratchet mood”. She unleashed her anger on tape at LA’s ROC Nation studios, especially for Rihanna, who snatched it up and made it hers.
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