Kevin (Skit)

Listen, Joyner what's up?
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.
Because you still owe me money from a year ago
When your ***** ass cryin' about your Lamborghini you repossessed
Until I came to the rescue, had to be asked
"Come save a hoe," to maintain, your lil' ***** ass, fake ass lifestyle.
Now, if a year later, I still don't have my money and you're rapping about hittin' the lottery.
Tell me, where the f*ck do they do that sh*t 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.
Picture your ass whooped by a munchkin.
Let me tell you something, Joyner.
I don't care how short I am, or what I sit on a rollercoaster 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 f*ck is this, slavery? Rap 'rations?
Still chase you down. Give me my sh*t!