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Author
Duce All
Uploaded
December 12, 2025
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MP3 3.5 MB • 128 kbps • 3:49
Lyrics
Chorus
(Start strong to set the tone immediately)
Not so hot, nah, you're not so hot, you got the flaws and the flip-flops. You got the tea-spill drama, the high-maintenance trauma. Checklist long, yeah, the vibe is wrong, where'd the real you belong? I'm out the door, can't take no more, this ain't what I signed up for.
Verse 1: The Surface Level & Digital Gripes
Yo, started out clean, my shirt was fresh and white, But that heavy contour, messed up the whole night. You got the colored contacts, blue where they should be brown, Like a cheap Halloween mask, the fakest thing in town.
Then the tattoos creepin', from the neck to the wrist, Every inch covered up, a vibe I never missed. Head down 24/7, stuck on the glow screen, When you're right next to me, what does that really mean? Addiction to the phone, you can't even look and talk, Meanwhile, you tryna check my texts, see who's in my contact block.
Chorus
(Solidifies the message after the first set of complaints)
Not so hot, nah, you're not so hot, you got the flaws and the flip-flops. You got the tea-spill drama, the high-maintenance trauma. Checklist long, yeah, the vibe is wrong, where'd the real you belong? I'm out the door, can't take no more, this ain't what I signed up for.
Verse 2: The Communication & Control Game
I gotta watch every word, the way I pronounce the 'T', 'Cause you're analyzing the syntax, the tone, and the fee. You want the personality switch, the traits that make me, me, Trying to mold the whole picture to what you want to see.
You're enormously unclear, speakin' riddles and codes, Then expect me to read the signposts on your winding roads. And the manipulation attempt, watchin' you scheme and plot, Tryna twist the whole story so you end up on top. Never your fault, nah, the blame is on the shelf, Always pointing the finger, never lookin' at yourself.
Chorus
(Builds energy and emphasis before the bridge)
Not so hot, nah, you're not so hot, you got the flaws and the flip-flops. You got the tea-spill drama, the high-maintenance trauma. Checklist long, yeah, the vibe is wrong, where'd the real you belong? I'm out the door, can't take no more, this ain't what I signed up for.
Bridge: The Effort Imbalance
Lemme talk about dates, the constant thirty-minute late, You show up looking flawless, but you sealed your own fate. Pedestal princess, that's the only seat you'll take, Expectin' a man to do everything, for goodness sake. I put in the work, you put in the zero effort, see? You want the reward, but you skip the responsibility.
Verse 3: The Social Overload & Gossip
Now I gotta chill with your crew, and gotta pretend I'm a fan, Fake smiles all around, stickin' to the awkward plan. And the minute I'm gone, I know you're gossiping with the girls, About my wallet, my life, and the state of my whole world.
Need to know my whereabouts, my schedule, my every stride, Tryna get involved in everything, there's nowhere left to hide. Worst of all the disrespect, the ultimate mistake, Comparing me to the partners from the history you can't shake. That's where you draw the line, yeah, the ego gets deflated, That's why I'm stepping back, this connection's terminated.
Chorus
(The final, powerful statement to close out the track)
Not so hot, nah, you're not so hot, you got the flaws and the flip-flops. You got the tea-spill drama, the high-maintenance trauma. Checklist long, yeah, the vibe is wrong, where'd the real you belong? I'm out the door, can't take no more, this ain't what I signed up for.
Outro
Yeah... Not So Hot. Lesson learned.
