ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the park , smellin' that sweet whiff. Got my pipe ready, and we about to relax. This plant be bomb , man. We smokin' that haze all day straight . It's the dopest way to unwind about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradise Su