Rihanna trolls fans with ‘I’m retired’ T-shirt

Rihanna playfully trolled her fans on Thursday while out in New York City — as they continue to beg for ‘new music’ from the star.

The nine-time Grammy winner, 36, hopped out of the backseat of a black SUV rocking a blue T-shirt that referred to her as ‘retired.’

It had ‘I’m retired, this is as dressed up as I get’ scrawled across the front of it in white, yellow and red lettering.

She frustrated fans earlier this week by announcing that she will soon launch her own hair line as one tweeted out: ‘You releasing everything but the album!’

Rihanna playfully trolled her fans on Thursday while out in New York City ¿ as they continue to beg for 'new music' from the star

Rihanna playfully trolled her fans on Thursday while out in New York City — as they continue to beg for ‘new music’ from the star

The nine-time Grammy winner, 36, hopped out of the backseat of a black SUV rocking a blue T-shirt that referred to her as 'retired'

The nine-time Grammy winner, 36, hopped out of the backseat of a black SUV rocking a blue T-shirt that referred to her as ‘retired’

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