ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be vibin' in the field, smellin' that sweet scent . Got my blunt ready, and we about to kick back . This plant be bomb , man. We inhalin' that smoke all day long . It's the dopest way to chill about our problems . We ain't got no time for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise Awaits Sunshin