[Verse 1: Nasal double-time rap male MC, rattling snare, every word clipped] Every week he types a novel in the comments on my catalog Calls it hollow, calls it plastic, calls it music for a shopping mall Says a real one bleeds for every bar and says that nobody made it Says the hook is cheap, the drums are fake, the whole thing's overrated Then the year runs out, the year-end list pops up across his phone And he screenshots it to flex before he reads it on his own Number one, my song, and number two, my song, and three, my song again Fourteen hundred plays on one track, that's four a day, my friend [Hook: Nasal double-time rap male MC, chanted] I'm your most played, the phone don't lie Fourteen hundred plays and you can't say why You trash me all day, then you press replay I'm your most played, so who got played [Verse 2: Nasal double-time rap male MC, snare harder] Six a.m. he got me playing while he's brushing out his teeth On the treadmill, in the shower, in the car and on the street On his lunch break, on the late shift, on the bus and on the train Then he logs on after dinner just to type I'm trash again You know my second verse, you know the spot I take a breath You could rap my bridge back word for word and never miss a step Fourteen hundred times you picked me when you had a million more You ain't hating, you're addicted, and you're salty 'bout the score [Hook: Nasal double-time rap male MC, chanted] I'm your most played, the phone don't lie Fourteen hundred plays and you can't say why You trash me all day, then you press replay I'm your most played, so who got played [Bridge: Nasal double-time rap male MC, one-breath run, no pause for air] Fourteen hundred plays, that's a hundred-something every month Twenty-seven every week, that's four a day and then some Every morning, every evening, every drive and every jog More of me than anybody else you ever put on your log More than your own wedding song, more than the band you claim you love Fourteen hundred little votes and every single one for us [Verse 3: Nasal double-time rap male MC, scratched cuts] So post another thread about me, I'ma read it on the bus Every time you quote my lyric right, you prove you're one of us You can block me, you can mute me, say I never learned the craft But the list is keeping count of every time you played it back Next year you'll be fighting just to keep me off the top Skipping me with shaking thumbs, you'll last a week and then you'll stop Then you'll sneak me on at midnight with the volume on the floor And the list is gonna tell on you the way it did before [Final Hook: Nasal double-time rap male MC, chanted] I'm your most played, the phone don't lie Fourteen hundred plays and you can't say why You trash me all day, then you press replay I'm your most played, so who got played [Outro: Nasal double-time rap male MC, laughing] Fourteen hundred and one [End]
