Kevin (Skit)

Listen, Joyner what's up? It's Kev
 Heard the song "Lotto" you just dropped
 And I'ma tell you right now man
 I'm not too impressed
 I'll tell you why I'm not impressed
 I'll tell you why
 'Cause you still owe me money from a year ago
 When your bitch ass cryin' about your Lamborghini gettin' repossessed
 Until I came to the rescue, had to be Captain Save a Hoe
 So you could maintain, your lil' bitch-ass, fake-ass lifestyle
 Now, it's a year later
 I still don't have my money
 And you're rapping about hittin' the lottery
 Tell me, where the fuck do they do that shit at?
 I don't, I don't know
 You think 'cause I'm 5'2" I can't box? I'm 5'4"
 I'll whoop your ass, swear to God
 Get your ass whipped by a munchkin
 Let me tell you something, Joyner
 I don't care how short I am
 Or whether I can get on the rollercoasters at DisneyWorld
 If I was you, I'd get back to me immediately
 'Cause if you don't
 I'm gonna beat your ass with a Lil Uzi Vert album
 I swear to God, ha, I swear to God
 What are you, white?
 What the fuck is this, slavery?
 Reparations?
 Still chase you down
 Gimme my shit!