Yo, listen up crew, we 'bout to spill the tea on these Backpack Boyz, they ain't foolin' around. These cats are rippin' in green, livin' large and flexin' their bling. They rockin' the sickest threads and ridin' in rides that slay. They party every weekend, celebratin' their grind. But backpack boys seeds don't let the aura fool ya, these Backpack