PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that good stuff . We be cruisin' in the woods , smellin' that pungent whiff. Got my blunt ready, and we about to get high . This plant be bomb , man. We inhalin' that smoke all day long . It's the flyest way to unwind about our worries. We ain't got no time for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits Su