Verse 1: Mick Jenkins 
Pulled up in the vintage thing 
Checked the rearview through the vintage frames 
That's just gang behind me 
Dirty niggas, no stains behind me 
Free Nation, no ball and chain 
A few niggas that came with slime 
I'm what niggas might call insane 
They like callin' bluffs, I won't call it game 
If a nigga can't play, when we callin' refs 
Can't state the stats 
Debated facts without the effort 
Blade in act, like Golden State without the Steph 
The glue ain't right, the ankle shake 
The shoe ain't right, I threw it well 
I manifest the blue and white 
I'm too legit, I'm doin' it right 
Still they hate, so 
That ain't mean I make it through the night 

Pre-Chorus 1: Mick Jenkins 
We been buildin' isosceles, conduct like apostrophes 
And you know we need the acknowledgement 
You can't talk shit with apologies at the end of your sentences 
Concentrate, the truth can't kinda be 
I'm lookin' for Kendrick, fuck 
I find 'em on Folk, I'm like an anaconda be 

Chorus: Mick Jenkins & Kojey Radical
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master, it's one in the same
Snakes in the grass (Uh), snakes on plane (Uh)
Snakes with a master (Uh, uh, uh, yeah, yeah)

Verse 2: Kojey Radical
Snakes only wanna tip the scales when your pockets heavy
I remember days peace of mind comin' secondary to this piece of mine
Girl, hold it steady, gotta concentrate
I been plottin' seeds, water workin' 'till the levee break
How no seasons change in the tall grass?
Man, the serpent's deadly 'till they penetrate
If I tell it, I could pen a book
You could come to London, baby, take a look
I know really drillers, I know real niggas
We don't feel niggas, no, we got them shook
Same bruddas that will smile with ya
Quick to put the pistol to your pearly whites
Keep my circle tight like numb pussy
Just a couple brothers, ain't nothin', pussy

Pre-Chorus 2: Kojey Radical
Maybe it's sorcery, end up like apostrophe
I need me some accolades if I'm speakin' honestly
I need me a couple plugs, just check my discography
They don't want no parts of me
I'm sheddin' my skin just like anacondas be

Chorus: Mick Jenkins
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master, it's one in the same
Snakes in the grass, snakes on plane
Snakes with a master