Pink Leather Jackets - Keep That Shit To Yourself

On my phone I had a notification
Said you were in some destination
I don't know why I require this useless
Information
But on the gram you were drunk with a friend
Shaking off your ass and laughing
And now you're calling me to come and pick ya up
Cause some creep saw your story and he's hitting you up

You got to keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
Always letting it all hang out
You got to keep that shit to yourself

Your hair is crazy and your face is a mess
Back there you just showed everyone your tits
And I'm not complaining
I'm just saying
I don't think you'll remember this in the morning
Are you coming home with me or not
Billy thinks he's got a chance that I don't think he's got
I don't think he's got, I don't think he's got
If Billy tries anything I'll hit him with a rock

Keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
Always running your goddamn mouth
You got to keep that shit to yourself

Looking at you lying on the couch
You're much cuter when you're not passing out
I got a call from your brother and said
Yeah I got her here home safe
But the whole world knows now

Ya got to keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
Always letting it all hang out
You got to keep that shit to yourself
Ya got to keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
Always running your goddamn mouth
You got to keep that shit to yourself

Ya got to keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
You're always letting it all hang out
You got to keep that shit to yourself
Ya got to keep that shit to yourself
Keep that shit to yourself
You're always running your goddamn mouth
You got to keep that shit to yourself

Written by:
Chris Woolley

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