[Verse 1: Mick Jenkins]
Pulled up in the vintage thing
Checked the rearview through the vintage frames
That's just gang behind me
Dirty n***as, no stains behind me
Free Nation, no ball and chain
A few n***as that came with slime
I'm what n***as might call insane
They like callin' bluffs, I won't call it game
If a n***a can't play when we callin' refs
Can't state the stats
Debatin' facts without the effort
Blatant 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 don't mean I'll make it through the night

[Pre-Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
We been buildin' isosceles, conduct like apostrophes
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 kindred folk
I'm finding my folk, I'm like an anaconda be, I'm
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins & Kojey Radical]
Snakes in the grass, snakes on a plane
Snakes real mad, it's just one and the same
Snakes in the grass (Uh), snakes on a plane (Uh)
Snakes real mad (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
Gotta hold it steady, gotta concentrate
I been plantin' seeds, water workin' 'til the levee break
I know seasons change in the tall grass
Make the serpents deadly 'til they penetrate
If I tell it, I could pen a book
You can come to London, baby, take a look
I know real drillers, I know real n***as
We don't feel n***as, 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 nun pussy
Just a couple brothers, ain't none pussy

[Pre-Chorus: 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 plays, just check my discography
They don't want no part of me
I'm sheddin' my skin just like anacondas be
[Chorus: Mick Jenkins]
I'm feeling snakes in the grass, snakes on a plane
Snakes real mad, it's just one and the same
Snakes in the grass, snakes on a plane
Snakes real mad