Sexyy Red Hospitalized in STI Crisis—Blames Boosie Badazz as Fertility Fears Explode

The unfiltered, unapologetic energy that catapulted Sexyy Red from St. Louis streets to global stages has always been her superpower—and lately, her kryptonite. What started as playful, ratchet anthems celebrating raw sexuality has spiraled into a nightmare that’s left the 27-year-old rapper allegedly hospitalized, terrified, and lashing out at those closest to her. Sources close to the “Pound Town” hitmaker say she’s battling a severe case of pelvic inflammatory disease (PID), a complication from multiple untreated sexually transmitted infections that can scar fallopian tubes and cause lifelong infertility. And in a twist that’s stunned even the messiest corners of the internet, Sexyy is privately blaming one man for igniting the entire health crisis: Boosie Badazz.

The timeline is brutal, and it’s all self-documented. Back in 2023 on Angela Yee’s Lip Service podcast, Sexyy laughed about catching chlamydia not once, but twice—once from an ex, then again when she rekindled things with her baby daddy. “We broke up, started seeing other people, got back together, went to the doctor—both positive,” she said casually, framing it as a funny “welcome back” gift. She doubled down on Lil Yachty’s podcast, proudly declaring herself the “raw dog queen” who hates condoms because “they make your coochie stink” and “smell like fish.” The Barbz and casual listeners ate it up as part of her brand: fearless, funny, filthy. But behind the bravado, things were allegedly deteriorating fast.

Enter Boosie Badazz. Whispers of a situationship exploded in late 2023 when Sexyy posted a now-infamous photo of herself in bed with a dread-headed man wearing an ankle monitor—captioned “I like thuggin’ with drillers, dread head killers.” The internet immediately crowned it Boosie, who was under house arrest at the time. He denied it furiously (“That ain’t my ankle size or color”), but the damage was done. Months later he popped up uncredited in her “What You Know About Me?” video with GloRilla, and viral clips showed Sexyy hyping his shows while Boosie grinned like a schoolboy in the background. Fans clocked the chemistry and ran with it.

Fast-forward to 2025, and the jokes stopped being jokes. Sexyy’s baby daddy—identified only as “South P” in leaked audio—went nuclear, posting a recorded phone call where he accuses her of knowingly spreading infections. “You burning, everybody getting burnt,” he screams. “You lying to them like you lied to me?” The call is chaotic, heartbreaking, and damning. He claims she gave him something incurable after linking with Boosie, and Sexyy can be heard deflecting, crying, and insisting the rumors are exaggerated. But insiders say privately she’s singing a different tune—allegedly telling friends Boosie is the root cause, that whatever he gave her “weakened” her system and left her vulnerable to everything that followed.

The list of alleged partners and accusations keeps growing. Chicago rapper VonOff1700 claimed after a hookup that the odor was so strong it lingered on his skin post-shower. Whispers link her to Gucci Third Leg, a serial accused herpes spreader who’s been sued by multiple women claiming he knowingly transmitted HSV-2. Tasha K aired explosive interviews with his alleged victims, one tearfully saying her life was “ruined.” Sexyy’s short-lived lip gloss line—flavors reportedly named after STIs like “Gonorrhea” and “Chlamydia”—was meant to be edgy marketing but landed like a tone-deaf disaster amid the rumors. Fans boycotted, sales tanked, and the backlash painted her as reckless at best, dangerous at worst.

Now medical sources claim the untreated infections have escalated into full-blown PID—sharp pelvic pain, fever, abnormal discharge, and the very real risk of ectopic pregnancy or infertility down the line. Friends say Sexyy has been having breakdowns: missed shows, frantic calls to doctors, and rage-fueled rants blaming Boosie for “starting all this sh*t.” Her team is reportedly in damage-control overdrive, paying for private treatment and begging blogs to kill stories. But the internet moves faster than NDAs, and the leaked audio, old podcast clips, and timeline screenshots are everywhere.

Boosie has stayed suspiciously quiet—no tweets, no lives, no denials. His silence only fuels the speculation. Sexyy, meanwhile, has gone radio silent on social media, last posting a cryptic “pray for me” story that was quickly deleted. Close associates say she’s terrified—not just of the health fallout, but of becoming the permanent punchline: the girl who joked about being “stank” until the joke destroyed her body.

This isn’t just messy celebrity tea anymore. It’s a cautionary tale playing out in real time: the collision of hyper-sexual branding, refusal to use protection, and the brutal consequences when things go untreated. Sexyy built her empire on being the loudest, rawest voice in the room. Now that voice is allegedly breaking in private, begging for help while publicly crumbling. Whether she takes accountability, gets healthy, and flips this into a redemption arc—or doubles down and lets the chaos consume her—remains to be seen. But one thing is painfully clear: the queen of “Pound Town” is in a fight bigger than any diss track, and this time the stakes are her future, her fertility, and the legacy she’s spent years building one unapologetic bar at a time.