PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz hitting up that herb. We be cruisin' in the field, smellin' that pungent scent . Got my blunt ready, and we about to get high . This bud be fire , man. We puffing that haze all day long . It's the best way to forget about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradise Sunshin