PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the woods , tastin' that sweet scent . Got my pipe ready, and we about to kick back . This green be bomb , man. We puffing that haze all day straight . It's the dopest way to unwind about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits S