PBC (Lyrics) When I'm Rollin. I'm chilling with my home boys. We own the school. Lower grade don't change our power. If you get in our way, there's going to be some trouble. We did the no budge walk before it was a trend. All these mothafucka's talkin bout not having friends. Fuck you Ms. Frances That's why you shove pillows up ya ass. You walking around the school with a lot sass. Everytime you walk, you look like you wobbling like a penguin. That's why you got hit with a ball on the back of yo big ass head. I get scared everytime you beside me, cuz I feel like you gon sit on me. We act the way we do cause we some real mothafuckin g's. You always have no fucking teeth. You killed yo mom with cho fat ass. Coach S I ain't forget bout you. You built like a fucking egg You stare at my group, to find something that we tryna do Sit yo fat ass down Simping for these bitches you look like a clown Everytime we out, you always around We can't even make a sound Cause then you gon make a frown You jealous cause I shine like a crown