Yo, listen up homies, 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 fits and ridin' in rides that scream. They party every weekend, flauntin' their wealth. But don't let the style fool ya, these Backpack Boyz got a drive tha