Yo, it's the Backpack Boyz lightin' up that chronic . We be chillin' in the park , smellin' that earthy aroma . Got my blunt ready, and we about to kick back . This green be bomb , man. We puffing that smoke all day long . It's the dopest way to unwind about our stress . We ain't got any worries for the haters. Pack It Up, We're Headed to Paradis