Secondhand

Album

Octane

Label

Cactus Jack

Genre

Afrobeats

Composer(s)

Caleb Tolive;rDivine Ikubor;Derek Anderson;Roark Bailey;Gabe Shaddow

Entered Chart

Feb 14, 2026

Peak Date

Feb 14, 2026

Released

January 30, 2026

Home Categories Places Blog Browse Songfacts Logo Search Search of Songs, Artists, Years, Categories, Blog titles... Secondhand by Don Toliver (featuring Rema) Octane Album: Octane (2026) Charted: 51 29 License This Song  Play Video Songfacts®: "Secondhand" is a moody, late-night collaboration between Don Toliver and Nigerian star Rema. The track explores the ache of feeling like a "used" or undervalued lover in a world obsessed with status. Against this backdrop of excess, Toliver's soulful delivery serves as an anchor as he vows to do whatever it takes to prove he and his love interest belong together. The phrase "secondhand lovers" carries a neat double meaning. On the surface, it suggests a relationship other people might view as second-tier or borrowed, the emotional equivalent of a hand-me-down in a culture that treats love as disposable. Yet Toliver and Rema come at it from the opposite direction, framing their romances as something quietly rare and mutually necessary: more in line with the late-night vulnerability you hear in Drake's "Marvin's Room" or The Weeknd's glamorous melancholy on "Call Out My Name," where devotion and self-doubt are constantly in tension. 206DEREK, Gabe Shaddow, Roark Bailey and Saskia handled the production. 206DEREK (Derek Anderson) is a Seattle-born, LA-based producer/engineer who started out engineering sessions for Don Toliver and Travis Scott, then gradually shifted into full production with Don's trust. He has become one of Toliver's go-to collaborators, with multiple placements on 2023's Love Sick and continuing work across later projects, often handling both production and mixing. Gabe Shaddow is a Los Angeles creative director, photographer, and music producer, active in hip-hop and streetwear culture. He has worked closely with Taylor Gang and Ty Dolla $ign, initially through photography and branding, later contributing beats (including placements on Ty Dolla $ign's Featuring Ty Dolla $ign). Roark Bailey is an American producer, mixer, engineer, and musician with credits across mainstream hip-hop and R&B. They include Summer Walker's "I'll Kill You" and "Playing Games" and Saweetie's "My Type." Saskia is a producer and background vocalist who contributed both production and the opening and recurring refrain. Her section effectively acts as the song's emotional thesis, and Don and Rema's verses answer or expand on the feeling she sets up. Toliver recorded "Secondhand" for his Octane album. Sonically the track distinguishes itself from much of the record by incorporating a subtle string section performed by Cameron Stone (cello), Drew Alexander Forde (viola), and violinists Kathleen Sloan and Luanne Homzy. The arrangement adds a warm, organic undertone beneath the trap-leaning percussion and synthesizers.

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?" (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 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

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're stuck with me like I'm stuck in your teeth, no flossin'
My phone gon' ring-ring, I pull up in a GT (yeah)
Wrap it first, 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
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)

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 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

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 get me love drunk
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 here like a hog tie
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?" (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-