This is a song about "Brandon amp amp amp amp amp"

Your brother's getting older

Turn up we gettin louder

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

Now he takes it up the butt while he puckers up

In a turtle neck, thermal jeans, spit purple wine

Amp up the meaning of words and crush time after time.

On all the most depressing shit, oh well

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

She ain't picking up strangers from the road, fucking up,

I can hear the bells ringing off the nice dream truck

Family getting bread, well he about to get his loaf cut

You bout to get the worst of me after i turn up,

Are you ready to be blowed up like a big mix?

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six