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HAARPER - CINNAMON (Prod. Trulife) BUY / STREAM https://music.haarper.net/CINNAMON FOLLOW HAARPER SPOTIFY: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3v0QT... / haarper7 / haarper77 Directed & Edited by Eric Richter (ericrichterfilms.com) DP - Dustin Smith Makeup - Natalie Castillo Produced by Channel 13 Productions Model: Instagram @yvnakim https://www.instagram.com/yvnakim/?hl=en Management: Imperial Artist Management Jason Malhoyt [email protected] Booking: 33 & West JJ Cassiere [email protected] Lyrics: Armored tank to the bank, no usher Uppin my ranks Reinforced for the clutter Nonsense noise All they do is go stutter Make her drop blouse Make her heart go flutter More money, more problems No problem for me I do this for my kin Do it for my family Get the Benjamins in You dont want no static Go and be frank This could end up tragic Black strap, back pack With a couple grenades Throw that safety out the window Sayonara to ya face Succubus on my tip Diligent with the pace She chokin like it's cinnamon Ima sin until I cant Burn em like sage Burn em like mage Bringing my rage Put em in a new age Bringin new plague Defiler gon aid You boutta get played While I fuck yo dame She tradin yo chamomile For some kool-aid My ammo field got me rubys and Diamonds Gon pop a bullet like hymen right through ya cranium Ridin the beamer I seen ya I tore ya team up like Cena They couldnt see me like Sia Charge up my soul with that kiai Im goin grizzly, im busy makin yo number thin lizzy They cannot hit me im Lee Boutta drop weights off my fate Black strap, back pack With a couple grenades Throw that safety out the window Sayonara to ya face Succubus on my tip Diligent with the pace She chokin like it's cinnamon Ima sin until I cant