PACKIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that good stuff . We be cruisin' in the field, catchin' that pungent whiff. Got my bong ready, and we about to get high . This bud be fire , man. We puffing that vapor all day hard. It's the flyest way to unwind about our stress . We ain't got no time for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradise Sun