Yo, listen up homies, we 'bout to spill the tea on these Backpack Boyz, they ain't foolin' around. These cats are stackin' in dough, livin' large and showin' their shine. They rockin' the raddest threads and ridin' in trucks that slay. They party every weekend, celebratin' their grind. But don't let the aura fool ya, these Backpack Boyz got a work