PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that herb. We be chillin' in the field, smellin' that pungent scent . Got my bong ready, and we about to relax. This green be crazy good, man. We smokin' that vapor all day straight . It's the flyest way to forget about our stress . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradis