BLASTIN' BOYZ: SMOKIN' ON DA GREEN

Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz blastin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the field, smellin' that earthy whiff. Got my pipe ready, and we about to kick back . This green be bomb , man. We puffing that haze all day straight . It's the dopest way to forget about our worries. We ain't got any worries for the haters. Let's Go! Paradise is Calling Sun