BLASTIN' BOYZ: SMOKIN' ON DA GREEN

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz hitting up that chronic . We be chillin' in the field, catchin' that earthy aroma . Got my bong ready, and we about to relax. This plant be fire , man. We inhalin' that smoke all day straight . It's the dopest way to forget about our problems . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradis