ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the park , smellin' that earthy whiff. Got my bong ready, and we about to get high . This plant be bomb , man. We inhalin' that haze all day straight . It's the dopest way to forget about our stress . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradi