Packin'
Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that good stuff . We be cruisin' in the field, smellin' that sweet aroma . Got my pipe ready, and we about to relax. This bud be bomb , man. We inhalin' that haze all day hard. It's the dopest way to forget about our stress . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits Sunshine