Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz lightin' up that chronic . We be cruisin' in the woods , tastin' that earthy aroma . Got my bong ready, and we about to get high . This bud be fire , man. We puffing that haze all day straight . It's the flyest way to forget about our stress . We ain't got nothin' but good vibes for the haters. Grab Your Gear, Paradise