ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the park , smellin' that earthy scent . Got my pipe ready, and we about to relax. This bud be fire , man. We puffing that haze all day straight . It's the flyest way to chill about our stress . We ain't got no time for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradise Sunshin