Intro

(Whispered, with a dark chuckle)

You feel that tension in the air?

Yeah... it's me.

Verse 1

You came in smilin', with your velvet tongue

Thinkin' you could play me, thinkin' you had won

But I see the cracks beneath that painted smile

You've been stackin' debts up, mile on weary mile

I'm the quiet storm you never saw approachin'

The final notice that you should've been noticin'.

Pre-Chorus

So save your sweet talk, darlin', save your lies

The well of my patience has run bone dry

You're 'bout to meet the version you've been askin' for.

Chorus

I'm that hops, bitch, bitter on your tongue