Don Toliver and Rema Lyrics
“Secondhand” unites Don Toliver and Rema on a hazy, melodic track about obsession, attachment, and wanting a love that feels one-of-one. Floating over glossy production, both artists trade smooth lines about desire and emotional pull, capturing the rush of a connection that refuses to fade. The mood is intimate, stylish, and late-night coded.
The lyrics weave vulnerability with images of luxury and exclusivity, reinforcing the idea that neither artist is willing to accept a diluted version of love. Instead, they chase intensity and loyalty, framing romance as something rare and worth protecting. The hook underlines that theme, turning “secondhand” into a symbol of what they refuse to settle for.
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Don Toliver & Rema – Secondhand Lyrics
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
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
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
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 slutting me, she slutting 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
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
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
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
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
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
And I'm like, "What's up? What's up?" (Up) Sipping on Fanta (Yeah)
Black like Wakanda (Oh), let me remind ya (Oh)
Rockin' designer, racks in my binder
She my type of liner, you will never find her
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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
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