Secondhand (feat. Don Toliver)

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    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

    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

    And I'm like: What's up? What's up? (What's 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
    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 play the game, we need each other
    Need each other

    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)

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    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

    And I'm like: What's up? What's up? Sippin' on Fanta
    Black 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) (secondhand)
    You know we stay together, we need each other
    We need each other

    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 (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

    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

    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

    And I'm like: What's up? What's up? (What's 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

    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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    Composición: Don Toliver, Roark Bailey, Rema, 206Derek, Gabe Lucas y Gabe Shaddow

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