Hello Moto by Lord Trippy Lyrics

[Chorus]
Motorola, Motorola
Baking soda, baking soda
Making quotas, making quotas
Motorola, Motorola
Motorola, Motorola
Baking soda, baking soda
Making quotas, making quotas
Motorola, Motorola

[Verse]
I make plays
While they hate
They invade
My privacy
I make waves
Not a phase
Your shit cool
It's okay
Your shit so-so
I get loco off the dro, bro
Please, no photos
If you get ludacris then I'ma throw bows
I'm Lord and ya hoe know
That you just a bozo
I drink Belaire Rosé
And you sip four look
Ew, ew, ew
[Chorus]
Motorola, Motorola
Baking soda, baking soda
Making quotas, making quotas
Motorola, Motorola