ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz lightin' up that chronic . We be vibin' in the park , catchin' that earthy whiff. Got my bong ready, and we about to get high . This plant be crazy good, man. We puffing that smoke all day straight . It's the flyest way to forget about our worries. We ain't got no time for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradis