Secondhand

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Rema] Angel dust (Angel dust)Shawty always got me trippin' like angel dust (Yo, angel dust) Everywhere she goes, you always see me, I'm flockin', I'm flockin' Shawty, you stuck with me like I'm stuck in your teeth, no floss My phone go ring-ring, I pull up in a GT (Yeah) Rabbit-fur CC all because she pretty Her friends talkin' down on me, she petty, she don't listen She double down off the Hennessy, she sluttin' me, she sluttin' me Slapped the devil and told him that my girl hotter ( How am I supposed to let you go? ) Even went two-tone, aw, naw, 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?" Sippin' on FantaBlack like Wakanda, let me remind ya (Oh) Rockin' 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 ain't 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 singin' all these love songs, all these love songs Girl, you gave me love, shawty, swingin' 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 hit like a heart attack 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) Sippin' 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 [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—