ROLLIN'

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz hitting up that chronic . We be cruisin' in the woods , catchin' that sweet scent . Got my pipe ready, and we about to relax. This green be bomb , man. We puffing that smoke all day hard. It's the flyest way to forget about our problems . We ain't got no time for the haters. Let's Go! Paradise is Calling Sunshine beams