Yo, listen up squad, we 'bout to spill the tea on these Backpack Boyz, they ain't messin' around. These cats are rippin' in green, livin' large and flexin' their ice. They rockin' the raddest threads and ridin' in rides that pop. They party every weekend, flauntin' their grind. But don't let the style fool ya, these Backpack Boyz got a hustle that