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!