Secondhand Lyrics – Don Toliver

Read the full Secondhand lyrics by Don Toliver from the album OCTANE along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy Don Toliver's music, you can also explore Body and Pleasure’s Mine, two other songs by Don Toliver.

[Intro]
How am I supposed to let you go?
How am I supposed to let you walk away?
How am I supposed to let you go?
You're all I ever wanted in my life
All I ever wanted in my
You're all I ever wanted in my
All I ever wanted in my life, life, life

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver & Rema]
You're all I ever wanted in my
You're all I ever wanted in my (You're only, uh)
You're all I ever wanted in my

[Chorus: Don Toliver, Rema, Don Toliver & Rema]
And I'm like, "What's up? What's up?" (Up) Sipping on Fanta, yeah
Black like Wakanda (Oh), let me rеmind ya (Oh)
Rocking designer, racks in my binder
Shе my type of liner, you will never find her
I would do the same if I ain't have cash and I had time for her
Who said we had to be secondhand lovers? (Lover)
You know we play the game, we need each other
Need each other

[Verse 1: Rema]
Angel dust (Angel dust)
Shawty always got me tripping like angel dust (Yo, angel dust)
Everywhere she goes, you always see me, I'm flocking, I'm flocking
Shawty, you're stuck with me like I'm stuck in your teeth, no flossing
My phone gon' ring-ring, I pull up in a GT, yeah
Wrap it first, easy, all because she pretty
Her friends talking down on me, she petty, she don't listen
She double down off the Hennessy, she me, she me
Slap the devil and told him that my girl hotter (How am I supposed to let you go?)
If I'm way too tall, no, no, with the way you whine, yo, yo (How am I supposed to let you walk away?)
Who taught ya, who taught ya? (Ayy)
Got my hands all on ya body (How am I supposed to let you go? Ayy)
Please don't break my heart (You're all I ever wanted in my life)

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver & Rema]
You're all I ever wanted in my (You're all I ever wanted, huh)
You're all I ever wanted in my (You're only, uh)
You're all I ever wanted in my

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Rema]
And I'm like, "What's up? What's up?" Sipping on Fanta
Black like Wakanda, let me remind ya (Oh)
Rocking designer, racks in my binder
She my type of liner, you will never find her
I wouldn't do the same if I ain't have cash and I had time for her
Who said we had to be secondhand lovers? (Lover)
You know we stay together, we need each other
We need each other

[Verse 2: Don Toliver]
This a Lamborghini, baby, are you with me?
She do Bobby, Whitney, that booty always tempting
Why are you here sipping? I sing a whole symphony
I took her to the Gucci store and walked out with some Tiffany
Now we in here singing all these love songs, all these love songs
Girl, you gave me love, shawty, swinging in your undertone, yeah
You know I be in, yeah, on a mission, I need you to get down and do that

[Bridge: Don Toliver]
Let's go, let's go, outside, outside
This here be my time, she here like a hog tie
Let's go, let's go, outside, outside
A chopper outside, my Black Hawk is outside

[Pre-Chorus: Don Toliver & Rema]
You're all I ever wanted in my
You're all I ever wanted in my (You're only, uh)
You're all I ever wanted in my

[Chorus: Don Toliver & Rema]
And I'm like, "What's up? What's up?" (Up) Sipping on Fanta, yeah
Black like Wakanda (Oh), let me remind ya (Oh)
Rocking designer, racks in my binder
She my type of liner, you will never find her

[Outro]
How am I supposed to let you go?
How am I supposed to let you walk away?
How am I supposed to let you go?
You're all I ever wanted in my—